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Les Misérables (volume 3) Victor Hugo

Les Misérables (volume 3)

Victor Hugo

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ISBN : 9780217497985
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138 pages
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Ce livre historique peut contenir de nombreuses coquilles et du texte manquant. Les acheteurs peuvent generalement telecharger une copie gratuite scannee du livre original (sans les coquilles) aupres de lediteur. Non reference. Non illustre. 1887MoreCe livre historique peut contenir de nombreuses coquilles et du texte manquant. Les acheteurs peuvent generalement telecharger une copie gratuite scannee du livre original (sans les coquilles) aupres de lediteur. Non reference. Non illustre. 1887 edition. Extrait: ...there, and that an arm had been passed through the grating, occurred to her and frightened her. This time it was a real fear, for there was the stoue. No doubt was possible. She did not touch it, but fled without daring to look behind her, sought refuge in the house, and at once shuttered, barred, and bolted the French window opening on the steps. Then she asked Toussaint, --Has my father come in? No, Miss. (We have indicated once for all Toussaints stammering, and we ask leave no longer to accentuate it, as we feel a musical notation of an infirmity to be repulsive.) Jean Valjean, a thoughtful man, and stroller by night, often did not return till a late hour. Toussaint, Cosette continued, be careful to put up the bars to the shutters looking on the garden, and to place the little iron things in the rings that close them. Oh, I am sure I will, Miss. Toussaint did not fail, and Cosette was well aware of the fact, but she could not refrain from adding, --For it is so desolate here. Well, thats true, said Toussaint- we might be murdered before we had the time to say, Ouf! and then, too, master does not sleep in the house. But dont be frightened, Miss. I fasten up the windows like Bastilles. Lone women! I should think voj.. Hi.--20 that is enough to make a body shudder. Only think! to see men coining into your bedroom and hear them say, Be quiet, you! and then they begin to cut your throat. It is not so much the dying, for everybody dies, and we know that we must do so- but it is the abomination of feeling those fellows touch you- and then their knives are not sharp, perhaps- oh, Lord! Hold your tongue, said Cosette, and fasten up everything securely. Cosette, ...