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 1 4 |    through~it."~ ~"The game is mine!" said the baroness. "See,
 2 7 |     right; names~signify much; mine is a bitter sarcasm. I shall
 3 8 |        Her chin~is rather fat; mine is not thin, and perhaps
 4 8 |     free will, and I have lost mine. I am speaking now of the
 5 10|      clear-sighted as hers and mine cannot~deceive each other.
 6 11|    conversation has taken away mine," remarked Beatrix.~ ~The
 7 12|    your pride is understood by mine; the~grandeur of your glance,
 8 12| Camille mingled her tears with mine, and yet she firmly rejected~
 9 12|    heart is full of treasures, mine is empty; she has for you
10 12|       I saw you, that you were mine.~ ~You will laugh at that
11 13|        answered to a letter of mine, urging him to be true~to
12 14|      air.~ ~"Will you never be mine?" he demanded, in a voice
13 17|      Calyste, accept a part~of mine, and make a worthy use of
14 18|      What sort of~happiness is mine if it depends on an excursion,
15 21|  things. What a honey-moon was mine, in which I was made to~
16 26|        her portrait,~and wants mine. If Cupid looked at hers