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 1 XXIV     | Charles Duveyrier died, a most tender heart and a most naive spirit.
 2 XLII     |     work, country life, and of tender and pure friendship. I really
 3 LXXIV    |       she gets angry, she gets tender, she makes succulent dainties
 4 LXXXVI   |    lure when one sees only the tender side of it; it wins the
 5 XCVI     |       still very good and very tender, my two little grandchildren
 6 CVII     |       isn’t changed. There are tender natures and hard natures,
 7 CLVIII   |       did me good, really! How tender and exalting it is! What
 8 CCXXXVIII|        you are making out of a tender and indulgent heart, a deliberate
 9 CCXXXIX  |     you have written me a very tender, good letter, thanks; I
10 CCLXXXIX |        child, always good, and tender, the other is always very
11 CCCI     |        the 18th, so maternally tender, has made me reflect a great