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1 I | of the Catholic~armies to count the twenty submerged years
2 I | carpet of snow. There the~Count met some old friends, who
3 I | his masters, to whom the Count had~supposed himself to
4 I | history of the Revolution. The Count prudently withdrew from
5 I | everything at Saint Ouen."~ ~The Count, in despair, was preparing
6 I | the second restoration the Count was one of those special
7 I | the favor enjoyed by the Count, fell unperceived. Though~
8 I | epithalamium?" said the Count, trying to turn the sally
9 I | coolness, therefore, caused the Count all the~more regret, because
10 II | worthily crown the career the Count had followed for~these ten
11 III | rare qualifications would count for nothing if this creature~
12 III | liveliness of rhetoric. The Count felt~nevertheless that by-and-by
13 III | opening the window."~ ~The Count multiplied his orders, putting
14 III | he were about to demand a count out of the House;~then he
15 III | the melody, she kissed~the Count, not with the familiar tenderness
16 IV | Villaine, the husband of the~Count's second daughter, "you
17 IV | the~reply spoken by the Count in a deep voice.~ ~Relations
18 V | abruptly drawing up, the Count exclaimed:~ ~"Couldn't you
19 V | insulting. At the same~time the Count raised his hunting-crop
20 V | counter-jumper, my dear,"~said the Count, advancing hastily to meet
21 V | there!"~ ~"Stop," said the Count, pulling Emilie's horse
22 V | uncle!"~ ~As soon as the Count got home he put on his glasses,
23 V | going out riding," said the Count. "Do not let me detain~you.
24 V | gone a little way, and the Count and his companion were~in
25 VI | you did well," said the Count. "But how can you regard
26 VI | cunning rascal!" said the Count, coming into the drawing-room~
27 VII | well, Emilie," said the Count, "then I know what remains
28 VIII| to be a match for the old count; and this fantastic~damsel
29 VIII| never decide~whether the old Count regarded her as a wife or
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