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‘Multiply,’ lay there smiling and august, and that sweet mys-
tery unfolded in the glory of the morning. Cosette, with her
hair in the sunlight, her soul absorbed in chimeras, illumi-
nated by love within and by the dawn without, bent over
mechanically, and almost without daring to avow to herself
that she was thinking at the same time of Marius, began to
gaze at these birds, at this family, at that male and female,
that mother and her little ones, with the profound trouble
which a nest produces on a virgin.

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