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 1 2 |   instance as she~heard that paper read. The three guns hanging
 2 2 |        The baroness held the paper in the dimpled hand, the
 3 2 |         You have dropped the paper, sister, but you are not
 4 5 |   floor, and she dropped the paper,~saying:~ ~"Calyste must
 5 5 |     she said, picking up the paper.~ ~"My dear Fanny," said
 6 5 | baroness again picked up the paper. "I will go and see~her
 7 8 | white satin, standing with a paper in her~hand, and singing
 8 12|     of blotted and half-torn paper. He was writing to~Beatrix,
 9 19|    thinking, "I am sure that paper bore a~coronet." This reflection
10 19|     she resolved~to find the paper, which in the midst of her
11 19|   the perfume of~that letter paper! Another woman's head had
12 19|   written on the~Jockey Club paper; everybody writes nowadays
13 19| writes nowadays on coroneted paper; even~our stewards will
14 19|     mother threw the unlucky paper into the fire as she spoke.~ ~
15 19|   discovered all. That fatal paper on which~you made me write,
16 20|      lie." She then laid the paper on Calyste's desk.~ ~Calyste
17 20|   Club; I recognize both the~paper and the perfume."~ ~Calyste