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“He knows. 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 had told him, point blank, that since the Church had neither annulled the first marriage nor sanctified the second one, she was not his wife. The emerald wings, slashed with scarlet and yellow, wheeling and swooping about her head, there among the wild plantain. She was asked to meet him after his game Saturday afternoon. ‘Certainly you may have me under guard.

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