Fantine’s native place had changed.
M. Madeline—an angel, and inventor of jet-work—had been teaching the villagers how to make spurious jet.
This is a progressive age. Those Americans—children of the West,—they make nutmegs out of wood.
I, myself, have seen hams made of pine, in the wigwams of those children of the forest.
But civilization has acquired deception too. Society is made up of deception. Even the best French society.
Still there was one sincere episode.
Eh?
The French Revolution!
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