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 1         I,I  |      herself clothed in rags,~turning with a shrivelled, withered
 2         I,I  |      have just told you~about turning the staircase and hiring
 3         I,II |     argument he might be seen turning round upon himself~and walking
 4         I,III|      his mind; and instead of~turning in to the Tuileries Gardens,
 5         I,IV |        Ah!" said the perfumer turning them over. "Small fry, two
 6         I,IV |   level in the next house, by~turning the staircase, so as to
 7         I,V  |       grow or keeping it from~turning gray. Listen! this is my
 8         I,VII| Monsieur le comte," he added, turning to the~high chancellor of
 9         I,I  |   thousand francs," he added, turning to~Birotteau.~ ~"Twenty-five
10         I,II |        having spent the night turning over in his mind what he~
11         I,III| dressed with the intention~of turning Popinot's head. Her mother--
12         I,IV |    said Monsieur de Nucingen, turning back when he was almost~
13         I,V  |    Cesar, wiping his eyes~and turning over the page,--letting
14         I,V  |   hand," said Cesar, his mind turning back to the~Tourangian peasant
15         I,V  |    Pillerault's, without once turning their heads to look at the~
16         I,VI |  tears nor keep his face from turning pale.~ ~"Good-morning, my