‘Oh, Marthe,’ she groaned, using in her accustomed way the French version of her nurse’s name, ‘that pig is going to monsieur le baron. But she must stop him getting away. Cosette sat under the table, still as a mouse, fondling her pitiful doll. Her target was a fifty-four year old man who lived with his mother, an obese neighborhood woman, a widow named Dawn Plote. Vaguely she heard the distinctive sound of male voices as she saw Gosse dive towards the fateful pew.
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