Take my child to—it is—oh God!—I am sinking—take it—take it!" "Where?" shouted Wood. He beheld a tall gaunt man, his brown face corrugated like a winter's road, grim, stony. S. The doorbell tinkled and Michelle grabbed her purse and rushed down the creaky wooden stairs. An extra pair of gym clothes materialized within fractions of a second. Parbleu, but she was a fool. Presently she was again in that dreadful tavern of the Thénardiers.
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