Letter

 1 Introd | reputation as the apologist for free love, the adversary of marriage.~
 2 Introd |       the social order; it is a free adherence to order, a sacrifice
 3 XVI    |        affair, and every one is free to embark either on a great
 4 XLIX   |        preparing a discourse on free thought which he will read
 5 LX     |   mother or yourself. I am very free. So, don’t disturb yourself,
 6 LXVII  |         your house when you are free. If I had been alone, I
 7 LXVIII |        lack the desire of being free to move about. But I should
 8 LXIX   |        when you are going to be free, come to see me here! You
 9 XCVIII |      bring your novel, and in a free moment, you shall read it
10 C      |      far away, whom one may not free. It is perhaps a little
11 CVI    |        will be of facts and how free from uncertainties.~Aurore,
12 CXII   |      the first day that you are free, come to dine with your
13 CXIII  | Saturday I am not sure of being free; I have to read my play
14 CXVI   |     then, and if I have an hour free I shall try to embrace my
15 CXVIII |        Sunday if you like, I am free. Answer if you want Sunday
16 CXXVI  |          All my days, are still free.~I embrace you.~G. Sand~
17 CXXXIII|         come as soon as you are free, at Christmas at the very
18 CLI    |     niece.~If you have a moment free, and come to the Odeon that
19 CLXXXVI|     Poor France, who will never free herself from the Middle
20 CXCV   |        As for the good people, “free and compulsory” education
21 CXCVII |        an honorable position of free discussion in a great paper;
22 CXCVII |      not impose itself, it is a free plant that grows only on
23 CXCVII |    declares that it is going to free man from his shackles and
24 CXCIX  |       will be irrevocably lost. Free compulsory education will
25 CCXCII |         farewell. You should be free at nine o’clock, for we
26 CCCII  |   absolutely. At last here is a free moment; we are buried under
27 CCCII  |       from a point of view, the free choice of which I respect.
28 CCCVIII|         can make it, we are not free. Each one follows his path,