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 1 3 |        a few days with her.~ ~A friend of Zephirine du Guenic,
 2 3 |   supremacy accorded to her~old friend Zephirine and the du Guenics,
 3 4 |          making no reply to her~friend.~ ~The rector, who appeared
 4 5 | Montauran the~'Gars.' I was the friend of Ferdinand, who never
 5 5 |         he said, "Camille is my friend; I cannot hear her spoken
 6 5 |        he asked.~ ~"Nothing, my friend," replied his wife.~ ~"Mamma,"
 7 6 |       of Beethoven, and her old friend Faucombe. In 1812, when
 8 6 |     distress was~perceived by a friend, a man, who consoled her
 9 8 |          His is not a voice, my friend, it~is a soul. When its
10 8 |     eyes. I must tell you, dear~friend, that while women are sometimes
11 8 |        cowardice of thought.~My friend, all this was known to me.
12 8 |       stay in Florence, my dear~friend, for Venice and Rome have
13 8 |         causes lassitude.~ ~Our friend has had a magnificent triumph
14 8 |         life; but love, my dear friend, is a~more exacting master
15 9 |        had drawn for him of her friend, what was that little~Charlotte?
16 9 |       Casteran. Come soon.~Your friend, Camille Maupin.~ ~ ~Come
17 9 |       it, Felicite had done~her friend a service; the marquise
18 9 |       You have made yourself my friend," he answered.~ ~After the
19 10|    projects of his aunt and her friend.~ ~Tears came into Charlotte'
20 11|           Beatrix looked at her friend with a surprise that was
21 11|     like a woman so sure of her~friend and lover that she can afford
22 11|      when that man belongs to a friend, his homage~gives more than
23 11|     Beatrix sat down beside~her friend and began to coax her prettily.~ ~"
24 11|        entered the heart of her friend, and left~its poison there.
25 11|      looking maliciously at her friend. "Monday~you said we had
26 12|       Zephirine, addressing~her friend Jacqueline.~ ~"Calyste strikes
27 12|        became to me a~sister, a friend, a comrade, what you will
28 13|      sacrificing herself to her friend. The vanities peculiar to~
29 13|        or, rather, the inimical~friend she had allowed within her
30 13|     change in the manner of her friend had not~escaped, seemed
31 13|       her lips to interrupt her friend.~ ~"He forgets the love
32 13|         of loving him?"~ ~"Dear friend," said the marquise, tenderly, "
33 14|         his blood.~ ~"Never, my friend," she replied. "I can only
34 14|     composing-~draught, my dear friend, and go to sleep."~ ~That
35 14|        her Tarpeian rock.~ ~"My friend," she said, mounting with
36 14|      leans on you; but then, my friend," she~added, giving him
37 15|        distrust him.~ ~"My dear friend," she said, "this is by
38 15|      this challenge.~ ~"My dear friend," said the composer, in
39 15| earnestly, to listen to her.~ ~"Friend," she said, "you caused
40 16|       said old Zephirine to her friend~Jacqueline; "my brother
41 16|         was the wife~of my best friend, my protector, my chiefbut
42 16|    other old woman imitated her friend, and then all~present, on
43 16|      you!" she whispered in her friend's ear.~ ~"Thirty-seven,"
44 16|       attitude of his old blind friend, holding out~her petticoat
45 17|    Think always that you have a friend and a brother in me, as~
46 17|      feel I have a sister and a friend in you."~ ~Though it was
47 17|    seems, was ignorant that his friend,~Mademoiselle des Touches,
48 17|    taken by the Abbe Grimont, a friend of the du~Guenic family,
49 18|    embarrassment.~ ~"Well, dear friend, you find me alone," she
50 18|       child; that is how a true~friend responds to the grief of
51 18|    responds to the grief of his friend. We understand each other.~
52 18|  together!~Adieuoh! Calyste, my friend, if you stay another minute
53 18|  Calyste, that I treat you as a friend," she~continued with dignity,
54 18|     depart.~ ~"Yes, go, my poor friend," she said; "don't give
55 19|         to send the maid to her friend,~Madame de Portenduere.
56 19|         for let me~tell you, my friend, you are ugly compared to
57 20|       no longer confided in her friend,~nor in the mother who had
58 20|     with death in her soul:~"My friend, that letter is from the
59 22|        his dinner and~that of a friend, everything included. Aurelie
60 23|         certain~du Bousquier, a friend of his father. "In six months
61 25|        I think you must know my friend~d'Esgrignon?"~ ~"Victurnien
62 25|       at Alencon,is that it, my friend? Listen to me: I have done~
63 25|   Baudraye, a charming woman, a friend of Lousteau.~Arthur proposed,
64 26|        the first place, my dear friend, I have kept Arthur for
65 26|     Comte de la Palferine.~ ~My Friend,Come and see me; I am in
66 26|         if you wish me for your~friend, I consent; but on one condition
67 26|    admire her, is to remain her friend although we can do~nothing