He was a great king. [ Her answer is barely louder than a murmur, and as she looks down at the book in her hand, her expression can only be described wistful. ] But... He didn't think he was. All he could see were his mistakes, and none of his virtues. I wish...

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Ah! [ She snaps the book shut. ] I didn't notice you. You're, um... Gavroche, right?