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 1         I,I  |         I would gladly~live on dry bread the rest of my days
 2         I,IV |        Monsieur," he said in a dry tone, "an esteemed commercial
 3         I,V  |  showed a strong frame; he was dry by~temperament, and his
 4         I,VI |    build the fires of hell and~dry the paint. I must find some
 5         I,VI |    Madame Ragon, a tall woman, dry and wrinkled, with a pinched
 6         I,VI |    perpetual~dampness, even in dry weather, gave the look of
 7         I,VI |       why--the walls--are not--dry."~ ~"Economy? quite right,"
 8         I,II |      whose purse had~never run dry, and who kept their moneys
 9         I,II |       being and rapidly sucked dry.~Here defects of legislation
10         I,II | sumptuous upper floor became a dry "no" in~Adolphe's region.
11         I,II |     keen eye, thin~lips, and a dry skin--cast at Birotteau,
12         I,V  |       out my Funds and live on dry bread; Popinot will get~
13         I,V  |   struggle. Ah! I shall eat my dry bread~gaily if I see daylight
14         I,VI |   known the wish in his little dry~voice, his ex-successor
15         I,VII|      him pass his youth eating dry bread with the fumes of