But the recollection of the warm pliant body in his arms …! "I am a thief!" he whispered. Will you go? You'll be paid handsomely for your trouble. I don't know anything about you. She found herself trying on the baubles he brought home, placing the silver rings upon her slim fingers, knowing that he would take up her hand and kiss it. Presently she was again in that dreadful tavern of the Thénardiers. Every movable mirror had been placed here, to discourage vanity, and since no whitewash covered the brocaded purple wallpaper, its pervasive hue gave an added sense of heaviness to the crowded chamber.
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