Cosette drops her sandwich heedlessly, more or less on the plate, so that she can fling her arms around her mother's neck and press her cheek to Fantine's.

"Oh, Mother!" She has no more tears, but the word is nearly a sob all the same.

"I love you so. I'm so glad God sent you here to me. I'm so glad. It's a blessing, I thank Him on my knees for you. I do love you."