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  1 4 |   preferred their /mouche/, their~dear, agreeable /mouche/. /Mouche/
  2 4 |           I shall go next."~ ~"My dear, my dear!" said his wife,
  3 4 |          go next."~ ~"My dear, my dear!" said his wife, gently
  4 4 |         best intentions about our dear Calyste; she~loves him as
  5 4 |      marriage in Ireland for your dear Calyste, but it is well
  6 4 |    thousand francs a~year for the dear boy, but it is not often
  7 4 |         And this is the woman our dear~Calyste adores! If that
  8 5 |       than you did last night, my dear~one," said the mother at
  9 5 |         an agitated tone.~ ~"Yes, dear mother," he answered, offering
 10 5 |      offspring.~ ~"You are tired, dear child; go to bed," she said,
 11 5 |            He amuses himself, the dear boy," said the old sister,
 12 5 |           year has so changed our~dear Calyste."~ ~"Changed him,
 13 5 |         her son's forehead.~ ~"My dear mother," said Calyste, kneeling
 14 5 |       picking up the paper.~ ~"My dear Fanny," said the old baron,
 15 5 |          and forty years~old. Our dear Calyste was certain to fall
 16 5 |          the baroness.~ ~"But, my dear Fanny, if the woman were
 17 7 |         find him," he replied.~ ~"Dear child!" she said, taking
 18 7 |      answered, smiling. "Besides, dear child, I /want/~to love.
 19 7 |       except to myself. But alas! dear~child, a woman cannot stand
 20 7 |           far as money can~do so, dear treasure of beauty and grace
 21 8 |         You would be too late, my dear boy."~ ~These words were
 22 8 |         my eyes. I must tell you, dear~friend, that while women
 23 8 |           Conti would~perform. My dear child, I saw in one week
 24 8 |         You will be entrapped, my dear~child, by his catlike manners,
 25 8 |           my ear one~evening: 'My dear Felicite, I start to-morrow
 26 8 | indulgence for~sentiments."~ ~"My dear Calyste," said Camille,
 27 8 |    Camille, wishing to speak.~ ~"'Dear'?" said Vignon, interrupting
 28 8 |          our stay in Florence, my dear~friend, for Venice and Rome
 29 8 |         such a life; but love, my dear friend, is a~more exacting
 30 8 |           t as yet see where that dear great~genius may fail.~ ~
 31 8 |          great~genius may fail.~ ~Dear angel, I am like those pious
 32 8 |         cost of the land journey. Dear~Felicite, you are the only
 33 8 |             Yes, indeed you will, dear mother," he replied. "She
 34 8 |           as discriminating? Your~dear Beatrix is held to Conti
 35 8 |          adored you," he said.~ ~"Dear child! perhaps it is a little
 36 9 |    Mademoiselle des Touches:~ ~My dear Calyste,The beautiful marquise
 37 9 |        Breton for a moment.~ ~"My dear Calyste," she said, "you
 38 9 |       shall die."~ ~"Die! you! My dear Calyste, you are a child.
 39 9 |       sing this~trio. Beatrix, my dear, come."~ ~When the marquise,
 40 10|        the quick.~ ~"Farewell, my dear Camille; I leave to-morrow.
 41 10|         am not angry with~you, my dear; I think you the greatest
 42 10|         images. It~is to this, my dear Camille, to this that the
 43 10|         Did you tell him that our dear Charlotte was to arrive
 44 10|        farewell to his mother.~ ~"Dear treasure!" she said, as
 45 10|       left alone with her?"~ ~"My dear, one man to two widows is
 46 10|           short distance with her dear~Charlotte. Calyste, after
 47 10|       Brittany!"~ ~"The shame, my dear. Mind that you don't fawn
 48 10|          sake of her three other "dear kittens," she~felt compelled
 49 11|          Rochefide.~ ~"Really, my dear," said Camille, seeing Calyste'
 50 11|        you are as poor as Job, my dear boy."~ ~"My father, Gasselin,
 51 11|      obliged to cover hers. Look, dear," she added,~lifting her
 52 11|         of wrinkles.~ ~"There, my dear, are two spots whichas a
 53 11|       feared to have you here. My dear, Calyste is~an angel; he
 54 11|                That is my secret, dear. Let me have the benefits
 55 11|        could be~humiliated.~ ~"My dear, what is to be the excuse
 56 11|       shall stay."~ ~"Already, my dear!" said Camille, with cutting
 57 11|   answered its purpose.~ ~"Ah, my dear," she replied, "if you did
 58 11|          the angelic soul of~that dear child, you would understand
 59 11|         his successor. Beauty, my dear, is the genius of things;
 60 11|      looked~like flame.~ ~"Ah, my dear; but /you/ are happy," said
 61 11|        What are you afraid of, my dear?" asked Camille.~ ~"My position
 62 12|      pride a virtue.~ ~Therefore, dear Beatrix, be kind, be consoling
 63 12|       such treachery. In this, my dear Calyste, are many motives~
 64 13|           really intend to go, my dear?" said Camille,~interrogatively.~ ~"
 65 13|            What is the matter, my dear?" she cried.~ ~"Nothing.
 66 13|          said the old~maid.~ ~"My dear," said the baroness to her
 67 13|           The novels you make, my dear, are more dangerous than
 68 13|            Speak out, plainly,~my dear Beatrix."~ ~"When, in order
 69 13|          sometimes complained. My dear, you have something of the
 70 13|       women. I have no reason, my dear, to be~satisfied with you,
 71 13|     Calyste, and the trickery, my dear,that is the~word,/trickery/,
 72 13|          have plenty of sense. My dear,~you calumniate yourself;
 73 13|         me, I am woman enough, my dear, not to~allow a rival to
 74 13|       very joy of loving him?"~ ~"Dear friend," said the marquise,
 75 14|       your composing-~draught, my dear friend, and go to sleep."~ ~
 76 14|     languid dependence.~ ~"Ah! my dear, you are taking him a long
 77 15|      Calyste asked of Camille.~ ~"Dear child, you don't know as
 78 15|    Calyste to distrust him.~ ~"My dear friend," she said, "this
 79 15|      refuse this challenge.~ ~"My dear friend," said the composer,
 80 15|          Camille Maupin. Well, my dear fellow, take~her, love her,
 81 15|          serve you faithfully, my dear boy. You'll see me~rough
 82 16|           shall not have time, my dear Charlotte," said the young
 83 16|       with a~singer"~ ~"Marry, my dear Charlotte," said Calyste,
 84 16|           her, and lay her in our dear Brittany, near to me! But
 85 17|       material comfort you enjoy. Dear, let me be~like the fragrance
 86 17|           those belonging to~you. Dear, society, in which you are
 87 17|           grandeur and his honor. Dear child~of my soul, let me
 88 17|        try to take my~place to my dear Sabine."~ ~On the box of
 89 17|        such detestable ways;" "My~dear, that is a thing which is
 90 17|          Duchesse de Grandlieu:~ ~Dear Mamma,You will understand
 91 17|        mother.~ ~Calyste married, dear mamma, with a great sorrow
 92 17|          than you thought. Ah! my dear~mother, what experience
 93 17|          all things mythological. Dear,~beloved mother, could you
 94 17|          of here~abridging.~ ~"My dear Sabine," he said, "I want
 95 17|           Calystewhom~I called my dear Calyste, and he called me
 96 17|      Calyste, and he called me my dear Sabineand~asked him plainly
 97 17|      secrets~between us."~ ~Poor, dear Calyste, it seems, was ignorant
 98 17|          you will ask. Ah!~mother dear, I have seen too much of
 99 17|         to take your place to me, dear mother, and, as often happens
100 17|         Up to the present moment, dear mamma, I find marriage a
101 17|        they tremble when I speak. Dear people! they ought to be
102 17|           write~you on my return, dear mother. I shall have nothing
103 17|     family, who told us that your dear Felicite, mamma, was~indeed
104 17|        happiness lasting, try,~my dear child, to give him something
105 17|     passion."~ ~I have given you, dear mamma, the substance, or
106 18|   Duchesse de Grandlieu:~ ~Ah, my dear mamma! at the end of three
107 18|          to you," said my divine, dear mother-in-law.~ ~"If Calyste
108 18|           way:~ ~ ~"This place is dear to me," I said to Calyste
109 18|           our love. Ascertain, my dear mamma, if Madame de Rochefide~
110 18|          soul like a remorse. Ah! dear mamma, have all women to~
111 18|      fears no rival. A kiss to my dear Athenais, about whom I~see
112 18|          A thousand tendernesses, dear mamma. Ah! if my terrors
113 18|           embarrassment.~ ~"Well, dear friend, you find me alone,"
114 18|         to me, and having lost my dear Felicite, there~was no ear
115 18|        should be two fools"~ ~"My dear Beatrix, all these reasons
116 18|           knew her so well!~ ~"My dear child," she said, "that'
117 18|       what he was writing.~ ~"/My dear Sabine/"~ ~"'My dear'?can
118 18|           My dear Sabine/"~ ~"'My dear'?can you really say that
119 18|           that your wife is still dear to you?"~she asked, looking
120 18|   monsieur, go and~dine with your dear Sabine."~ ~Calyste flung
121 19|           Where do you come from, dear angel?" Sabine said to Calyste,
122 19|           la Baronne du Guenic:~ ~Dear Mamma,When you come to Paris,
123 19|               What is the matter, dear?"~ ~"Where did Savinien
124 19|       time~being innocent?"~ ~"My dear child," said the duchess,
125 19|         husband did yesterday, my dear, I can tell~you that he
126 20|           Baronne du Guenic:~ ~My dear Daughter,Your aunt Zephirine
127 20|       your income.~ ~Your letter, dear child as dearly loved as
128 21|      grimaces! Oh, mother! oh, my dear~Clotilde! I feel that I
129 21|          s brother-in-law. If our dear confessor approves of certain~
130 21|          force.~ ~"Come, go home, dear sufferer. In view of such
131 21|        supplication. Good-bye, my dear Sabine; above~all things,
132 21|     persons of~royal blood.~ ~"My dear abbe," she said, pointing
133 21|    serious; but you know what our dear Saint~Francois de Sales
134 21|        have committed the sin, my dear director, of thinking how
135 21|       have discovered a means, my dear abbe, to do a great good;
136 21|         her a~husband?"~ ~"Ah! my dear director, now you have rectified
137 22|           You are a lucky man, my dear marquis," cried old Prince
138 22|           one~day.~ ~"Water is so dear," she answered.~ ~This secret
139 23|       himself talked about.~ ~"My dear fellow, a man must make
140 24|        ignorant of everything, my dear mother," interposed~d'Ajuda.~ ~
141 25|           of a~parenthesis.~ ~"My dear fellow, you must put yourself
142 25|        duchess. "Beatrix will~pay dear for your tears and sufferings;
143 25|     formed body unobserved.~ ~"My dear child," said Maxime, coming
144 25|      could not drain.~ ~"Well, my dear," said Maxime, "you are
145 25|       very least. But you see, my dear, you'll have~to soak yourself
146 25|    bargain with me? With that, my dear Maxime, I shall~have a million;
147 25|       could listen to them.~ ~"My dear Couture, if you want to
148 25|     follower of yours."~ ~"Ah! my dear fellow, you have had quite
149 25|        never repent that word, my dear; you shall be peer of~France.
150 25|         ambition.~ ~"Remember, my dear child," she said, "the respect
151 25|       counsel in such matters, my dear fellow," he~answered. "Well,
152 25|           letting~Aurelie see how dear she is to you. Allow me
153 25|        complain~of me."~ ~"Ah! my dear fellow, what a future you
154 26|        was rowing~her boat.~ ~"My dear," said Madame Schontz, laughing
155 26|            In the first place, my dear friend, I have kept Arthur
156 26|           blame for one thing, my dear,' I answered; 'you bore
157 26|         was frightened.~There, my dear Maxime, is the point we
158 26|    elegance was gone.~ ~"Well, my dear marquis?" said Maxime.~ ~"
159 26|            said Maxime.~ ~"Ah, my dear fellow, my life is wrecked."~ ~
160 26|        place within~a week.~ ~"My dear Arthur," he replied at last; "
161 26|        need of consolation.~ ~"My dear fellow," said d'Ajuda in
162 26|          is necessary."~ ~"Oh, my dear child," said La Palferine, "
163 26|     duchess.~ ~"Nothing but good, dear mamma," replied Sabine,