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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. She was
marvellously pretty, but he was not quite sure—yet—that it was advisable for
him to sit with her in so public a place. Her sadness was manageable only
because she was so familiar with its phases, because she
could observe its moods remotely, like an astronomer
studying the moon. The gulf between rich and
poor was perhaps greater in France, but by all accounts it was not the canaille
who were responsible for the present turmoil. It wasn’t. So he marched into the street, primarily bent
upon making the favourable discovery. ‘Oh, my God, Melusine, what have I done?’
Melusine shook her head.
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