Already Cosette was her chosen friend. Edgeworth Bess wore a scarlet tabby negligée,—a sort of undress, or sack, then much in vogue,—which suited her to admiration, and upon her head had what was called a fly-cap, with richly-laced lappets. The latter were saved; but of the former nothing but the blackened stone walls were found standing on the morrow. He did not pocket it, but sat hefting it lightly from hand to hand, watching the girl thoughtfully. " "Nonsense!" "Something's wrong. She wasn’t well-liked really, I think people were jealous of her. It was so difficult to put precisely. For a moment he did not recognize Annabel. The doll she had never owned, the cat and the dog that had never been hers: here they were, strangely incorporated in this sleeping man.
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