There must be real
Valjeans, else how could authors write about them? Supposing some day she met
one of these astonishing creators, who could make one cry and laugh and forget,
who could thrill one with love and anger and tenderness?
Most of us have witnessed carnivals. “I have been amusing myself up to now by trying to earn my living,” she replied. ‘What?’ Roding snapped, coming quickly to tower above the window seat. Which, let me assure you, villain, will not be so far away. A conviction that her sister’s words were true had from the
first possessed her. Day after day—five, to be exact—she had returned to Morgan's; and each time
the man would understand what had drawn her, and with a kindly smile would
sit down at the piano and play. Sheppard, in a voice of agony. The man’s passion was infectious.
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