I anticipate that they will hiss him when he appears to-night.
well fitting, and a cane with a gilt top, the cost of which he had
saved himself, caused a natural joy to the poor lad, who thought of
his manner of dress on the day of that journey to Presles, as the
effect that Georges had then produced upon him came back to his mind.
Oscar had before him the perspective of a day of happiness; he was to
see the gay world at last! Let us admit that a clerk deprived of
enjoyments, though longing for dissipation, was likely to let his
unchained senses drive the wise counsels of his mother and Godeschal
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