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 1 Introd   |    celebrated detachment, that air as of a medical examiner,
 2 XVI      |        the arms, their sottish air, half drunkard, half saint.
 3 XXVII    |        has a somewhat paternal air. Age has nothing to do with
 4 XL       |      there is sometimes in the air a current of common ideas?
 5 XLVI     |       I am only half sick. The air of the country restores
 6 LXVIII   |     once let loose to the open air. I am abject, I warn you.~
 7 CI       |    appearance of health to the air of the country. That is
 8 CXLV     |      so much imbecility in the air that one gets ferocious.
 9 CLII     |       with me, for a change of air, even if only for two or
10 CXCVII   |        hastened to breathe the air of the provinces and to
11 CXCVII   |   fertile lands, in salubrious air. It does not take root on
12 CCXVII   |  remained with one foot in the air at the last pages. It is
13 CCXXXV   |      it for a little change of air.~I have resumed my usual
14 CCXLIII  |     were like a great whiff of air, and, after having been
15 CCXLVIII |     time, and I think that our air will do you good. It is
16 CCLXXVIII|     long time since I took the air, I am tired. I need a little
17 CCLXXVIII|       sic) and with a contrite air, as if I had been taken
18 CCLXXX   | yourself to being bored if the air is good there.~
19 CCLXXXVII|     that will give me a little air.~I embrace you all, and
20 CCXCVII  |    sleeping all night. The sea air forces you to live and you
21 CCXCIX   |      tones you up and puts new air into your lungs, just as