But this revulsion was engulfed by the succeeding waves of pity and understanding. The young man's imagination suddenly pictured the man as a rock, loosed from its ancient bed, crumbling as it fell. ’ She let out a peal of laughter. He glanced at the ruins of his High Priestess. All the events of the previous day rushed to his recollection; and though he had been unintentionally the cause of his mother's death, he reproached himself as severely as if he had been her actual murderer. “We sent for you several hours ago,” he remarked. Or, if you must take off my clothes, don't dash cold water on my head. She told me the tale the other night, and I've only elaborated it. ” Anna was silent. 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.
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