‘Do you not understand that I can trust no one—no one?’ ‘That is a pity,’ Gerald said, rising to face her. Perhaps some one had kissed the brow that was now so cadaverous, rubbed that sunken cheek with loving fingers, held that stringy neck with passionately living hands. “Did you see who that was?” he asked in a low tone. Cosette sat under the table, still as a mouse, fondling her pitiful doll. He grew even harder.
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