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 1         I,III|        when he saw his~master's pale face.~ ~"Ah, my lad! I have
 2         I,VII|     came home to dinner, he was pale with joy; he looked at his
 3         I,I  | Cesarine were~horrified to find pale and half insensible in a
 4         I,III|        corner of the fireplace, pale, livid, terrified. "I foresaw
 5         I,IV |        time."~ ~Birotteau rose, pale and solemn, and looked at
 6         I,V  |         s shoulder, as he stood pale~and rigid as a statue.~ ~"
 7         I,VI |         his ex-successor turned pale; but the good old man opened
 8         I,VI |      keep his face from turning pale.~ ~"Good-morning, my friend,"
 9         I,VII|        him, sat his noble child pale and worn by vigils, and
10         I,VII|        entirely white, his face pale, his manner timid,--some
11         I,VII|       voice.~ ~Du Tillet turned pale. Popinot looked at Madame