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1 III | Belleville, you know, to your~uncle Cardot."~ ~"Yes, mamma."~ ~"
2 VI | count on me as on--on~an uncle in America," added the count,
3 VII | We will go and see your uncle Cardot; that is our last~
4 VII | Bourdonnais. But, you see, your uncle~Cardot has four children.
5 VII | Matifat. So you see, your uncle~Cardot has many reasons
6 VII | we will go and see your uncle Cardot, and I hope that
7 VII | prompted by self-interest.~ ~Uncle Cardot lived at Belleville,
8 VII | the eighteenth~century. Uncle Cardot always said "Fair
9 VII | conduct~before the world. Uncle Cardot, grave and polite,
10 VII | on so sly an old fox~as uncle Cardot. The latter had never
11 VII | regretted so much that his dear uncle~was not present at the distribution
12 VII | proudly.~ ~"Oh! oh!" cried uncle Cardot, "the rascal has
13 VII | eighteen years old!" said uncle Cardot, smiling at this~
14 VII | after his career," said uncle Cardot, concealing his hypocrisy
15 VII | Yes, you are right," said uncle Cardot. "You never told
16 VII | said his mother. "Your uncle sums up in~three words all
17 VII | Very good,--then thank your uncle; didn't you hear him say
18 VII | Madame Clapart, seizing~uncle Cardot's hand and pressing
19 VII | the ear.~ ~During the meal uncle Cardot observed his nephew
20 VII | on to relate her visit to uncle Cardot, in~order to show
21 VIII| went to breakfast with his uncle Cardot, and he spent the
22 VIII| and~lodging. Consequently, uncle Cardot, who went privately
23 VIII| in~breakfasting with his uncle Cardot, and still less in
24 VIII| the death of a bachelor uncle, and the son~of Madame Marest,
25 IX | twelve thousand which an uncle has just left to each of
26 IX | at the~Gaiete, with whom uncle Cardot was in the habit
27 IX | independence, and the death of his uncle, nearly doubling his means,~
28 IX | I have been to see your uncle Cardot. He~is very much
29 X | Recognizing the voice of his uncle Cardot, he thought it wise~
30 X | conscience-stricken faces of the~uncle and nephew.~ ~"You here,
31 X | play at your age?"~ ~"Oh, uncle, uncle!" cried poor Oscar,
32 X | your age?"~ ~"Oh, uncle, uncle!" cried poor Oscar, plunged
33 X | on his knees before his~uncle, with clasped hands, "It
34 X | he is second clerk, his uncle and Monsieur~Moreau pay
35 X | into some other office? His uncle Cardot has promised~to pay
36 X | glance at Moreau. "Your uncle Cardot--"~ ~"I have no longer
37 X | I have no longer an uncle Cardot," replied Oscar,
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