She clutches Marius's hand tightly, and her father's too. For a moment her heart is too full to do anything else. Then, with a teary little laugh, she darts up from her footstool without releasing either of their hands, just enough to press a kiss to her father's aged forehead.
"Oh, I thank God, I do. He has given you back to me."
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She clutches Marius's hand tightly, and her father's too. For a moment her heart is too full to do anything else. Then, with a teary little laugh, she darts up from her footstool without releasing either of their hands, just enough to press a kiss to her father's aged forehead.
"Oh, I thank God, I do. He has given you back to me."