VIII The Unpleasantness of Receiving Into One’s House a Poor Man Who May Be a Rich Man Cosette could not refrain from casting a sidelong glance at the big doll, which was still displayed at the toy-merchant’s; then she knocked. The door opened. The Thénardier appeared with a candle in her hand. “Ah! so it’s you, you little wretch! good mercy, but you’ve taken your time! The hussy has been amusing herself!” “Madame,” said Cosette, trembling all over, “here’s a gentleman who wants a l…
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