She observed the tides, amazed by how high the water could rise, almost touching the tops of the cliffs. She opened her suitcase—new and smelling strongly of leather—and took out of it a book, dogeared and precariously held together, bound in faded blue cloth and bearing the inscription: The Universal Handbook. If I'd been in the way, instead of Jonathan Wild, that accident wouldn't have happened. Already Cosette was her chosen friend. ‘Lucky I have you to keep me from Bedlam, then.
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