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 1         I,III|           gets onward by leaps of hope, and the more absurd they
 2         I,III|           at their age to live on hope."~ ~"How do they live, then?"~ ~"
 3         I,III|            what is it?"~ ~"Let me hope that in acquiring the one
 4         I,V  |     exchanged, the~glance full of hope which Popinot cast now and
 5         I,V  |       winning her himself. A high hope is the proof of a great
 6         I,V  |          said Celestin.~ ~"Let us hope so," said Cesar, who thereupon
 7         I,VI |           point of departure; the~hope of finding him still in
 8         I,VI |           Roguin," said Cesar, "I hope you told him that we should~
 9         I,VII|    wounded by~Napoleon. May I not hope that you and Madame Popinot
10         I,VII|       cards."~ ~"Now, Cesar, I do hope you mean to invite the Abbe
11         I,VII|           the human being. Faith, Hope, and Charity, the~three
12         I,VII|         how?"~ ~"There is but one hope that can enable me to make
13         I,VII|           me to make it."~ ~"Then hope."~ ~"Do you know what you
14         I,VII|      words?" murmured~Popinot.~ ~"Hope for fortune," said Cesarine,
15         I,VII|        give up without a pang the hope of seeing her~daughter the
16         I,VII|         the happy Birotteau.~ ~"I hope they won't break anything,"
17         I,I  |         he has disappeared."~ ~"I hope I'm not juggled out of five
18         I,I  |          to make the fiction of a~hope for himself by a series
19         I,I  |           of illusions. Possibly, hope is the better half of~courage;
20         I,I  |       religion makes it a virtue. Hope! has it~not sustained the
21         I,II |           la belle Hollandaise. I hope, as we desire to be actual~
22         I,II |       tumbled from the heights of hope into the miry~marshes of
23         I,II |           of despair or smothered hope,--interpellations of the
24         I,II |       General Foy.~ ~"There is no hope for me!" thought Birotteau
25         I,II |  Birotteau had not observed.~ ~"I hope to see you before you go
26         I,II |       astride the gentle~steed of hope, he stroked his chin, and
27         I,IV |           Birotteau trembled~with hope as he noticed the change
28         I,IV |       there was,~consequently, no hope from the Bank of France.~ ~"
29         I,IV |          idea!~one way of pouring hope into pint cups,--in short,
30         I,IV |           Cesar no longer had any hope except in the~devotion of
31         I,IV |         on the scent of some last hope? The next morning she~behaved
32         I,IV |         frightful alternations of hope and despair which, by forcing
33         I,V  | spectacles.~ ~"My child, there is hope," he said; "all is not lost.
34         I,V  |         another, brings excessive hope or~crushing sorrow.~ ~"I
35         I,V  |         regret, from~me. I have a hope. Did you not hear what Monsieur
36         I,V  |          saying:--~ ~"Let us have hope!"~ ~"You shall live with
37         I,VI |    extortion, the judges~had some hope of reforming to that extent
38         I,VI |    calling him my son."~ ~"Let us hope!" said Popinot. "/Your/
39         I,VI |          resignation mingled~with hope, which lends them a certain
40         I,VII|        young,~prosperous, full of hope, the lover of a girl as
41         I,VII|       scrape up~this money; but I hope, in time, to repair the
42         I,VII|      morning might yet dawn. This hope kept his sorrow incessantly
43         I,VII|       they too espoused the noble hope of Birotteau. Each came~