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銆銆Jean Valjean lived neither in the pavilion nor the garden; Nike Heels she took greater pleasure in the paved back courtyard, than in the enclosure filled with flowers, and in his little lodge furnished with straw-seated chairs than in the great drawing-room hung with tapestry, against which stood tufted easy-chairs. Jean Valjean sometimes said to her, smiling at his happiness in being importuned:
銆銆"Do go to your own quarters! Leave me alone a little!"
銆銆She UGG Boots Clearance gave him those charming and tender scoldings which are so graceful when they come from a daughter to her father.
銆銆"Father, I am very cold in your rooms; why don't you have a carpet here and a stove?"
銆銆"Dear child, there are so many people who are better than I and who have not even a roof over their heads."
銆銆"Then why is there UGGS Clearance a fire in my rooms, and everything that is needed?"
銆銆"Because you are a woman and a child."
銆銆"Bah! must men be cold and feel uncomfortable?"
銆銆"Certain men."
銆銆"That is good, I shall come here so often that you will be obliged to have a fire."
銆銆And again she said to him:--
銆銆"Father, why do you eat horrible bread like that?"
銆銆"Because, my daughter."
銆銆"Well, if you eat it, UGG Boots Clearance I will eat it too."
銆銆Then, in order to prevent Cosette eating black bread, Jean Valjean ate white bread.
銆銆Cosette had but a confused recollection of her childhood.
銆銆She prayed morning and evening for her mother whom she had never known. The Thenardiers had remained with her as two hideous figures in a dream.
銆銆She remembered that she had gone "one day, at night," to ugg boots clearance fetch water in a forest.
銆銆She thought that it had been very far from Paris.
銆銆It seemed to her that she had begun to live in an abyss, and that it was Jean Valjean who had rescued her from it. Her childhood produced upon her the effect of a time when there had been nothing around her but millepeds, spiders, and serpents. When UGGS Clearance she meditated in the evening, before falling asleep, as she had not a very clear idea that she was Jean Valjean's daughter, and that he was her father, she fancied that the soul of her mother had passed into that good man and had come to dwell near her.
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