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 1 2 |         no longer any teeth. His lips, once red, now violet, and~
 2 2 |       contumely from~the baron's lips about his adversaries. It
 3 2 |        high-born woman. The pure lips,~finely cut, wore happy
 4 4 |        played on the old woman's lips. Whenever the baron made~
 5 6 | oscillate; it contracts like the lips; he locks up his face as
 6 6 |      gives~such seduction to the lips, reassuring the lover whom
 7 6 | corrected by the mobility~of the lips, their changing expression,
 8 10|        into it. To hear from the lips of~Claude himself that Camille
 9 10|         detected~on the eloquent lips of Mademoiselle des Touches,
10 10|       word, but it died upon her lips as she~saw the grief on
11 10|       viscountess heard from the lips of the celebrated Camille
12 13|    taking the cigarette from her lips to interrupt her friend.~ ~"
13 13|         of~smoke exhale from her lips. "Do you love Calyste?"~ ~"
14 14|       lay, and he shuddered. Her lips moved,she seemed to be~praying;
15 14|         and unclosing her pallid lips.~ ~Calyste welcomed that
16 15|        putting her finger on her lips, the absolute necessity
17 17|        confidence, from the very lips of her~husband, of his misplaced
18 17|          hand, carried it to his lips, and, after that, he kept
19 17|        new condition, though our lips never said a word. Perhaps
20 18|           laying a finger on his lips. Calyste, recalled to order,
21 21|          by a sort of fever, her lips drove back into her~throat
22 25|    qualities, with~their viscous lips glued to the glasses which