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1 III | the~piercing eye of their mother, who closed the little family
2 IV | was the~very image of her mother. Madame Guillaume, daughter
3 IV | the domestic rule of her mother, had reached the age of~
4 IV | which her~likeness to her mother sometimes gave to her features,
5 IV | either her father or her mother.~She was one of those daughters
6 IV | to dare to resist their~mother's will.~ ~The two sisters,
7 IV | hitherto~always satisfied their mother, who secretly prided herself
8 IV | any book but what their mother would sanction, their~ideas
9 IV | as in~embroidery; their mother often talked of having them
10 IV | hereditary~home, which to their mother was the whole universe.
11 IV | as the girls helped their mother to~undress, Madame Guillaume
12 V | way remarkable, and their~mother's surveillance did not allow
13 V | counter, and presently her mother would say~in a voice, of
14 VI | every limb as she heard her mother say that she should go to
15 VII | next day, her father and mother~returned from the Salon,
16 VII | correspond with her when her mother never left her side?~Ingenious,
17 VII | observed it, not even her~mother. This will cause some surprise
18 X | little~more than Madame your mother does? Might wear diamonds--
19 X | listen at the door of her~mother's bedroom where the discussion
20 X | haled before her father and mother. The poor child artlessly~
21 XI | a painter is?" cried her~mother with horror.~ ~"Madame Guillaume!"
22 XIII| assiduous care~which debars a mother from social pleasures, Theodore
23 XIV | slight imitation of her mother's primness. This~extreme
24 XV | Augustine's sister filled her mother's~old place at the desk.
25 XV | the cap and lappets, her~mother had found in Virginie a
26 XV | troubles to her father and mother; for she~was like a sick
27 XVI | favorite pedestal.~ ~"But, mother, all artists are obliged
28 XVI | warlock?"~ ~"But, my dear mother, you do not understand that
29 XVI | survival of habit, and her mother went on in harsh tones: "
30 XVI | blind magpie?"~ ~"My dear mother, you judge superior people
31 XVI | when he is dull."~ ~"But, mother, the very nature of such
32 XVI | like a Christian."~ ~"Oh, mother, can you believe----?"~ ~"
33 XVII| haughty fine lady for the mother of her lover's~children;
34 XX | for fifty~crowns."~ ~"Oh, mother!"~ ~"Poor child, you are
35 XX | love you as fondly as a mother. My darling,~I guess it
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