All the world about her seemed to be—how can one put it?—in wrappers, like a house when people leave it in the summer. Cosette sat under the table, still as a mouse, fondling her pitiful doll. " "Who told you this is his portrait?" demanded Trenchard. They got in my mouth. " "Take care you don't fall into it yourself," returned Jackson, with a slight sneer.
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