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 1  I, 2  |     heard near the pond.~A young woman in a blue merino dress with
 2  I, 2  |          with the rain. Ah! that woman! That woman!”~And she detested
 3  I, 2  |       rain. Ah! that woman! That woman!”~And she detested her instinctively.
 4  I, 5  |          for life this beautiful woman whom he adored. For him
 5  I, 7  |      Madame Dubuc’s time the old woman felt that she was still
 6  I, 8  |       her a long time. She was a woman of about forty, with fine
 7  I, 8  |        at the back. A fair young woman sat in a high-backed chair
 8  I, 8  |        baguettes the statue of a woman, draped to the chin, gazed
 9  I, 8  |          Italy with a pale young woman wearing a parure of pearls.~
10  I, 8  |          saw the hand of a young woman throw something white, folded
11  I, 8  |        chin thrown forward. That woman knew how to waltz! They
12  I, 8  |      Marquis, to amuse the young woman, took her to see the stables.~
13  I, 9  |  easy-chairs, and a well-dressed woman, charming with an odour
14  I, 9  | windowpane and the wax bust of a woman with yellow hair. He, too,
15  I, 9  |       cold a smile that the good woman did not interfere again.~
16 II, 3  |        far-away pleasures. But a woman is always hampered. At once
17 II, 3  |      upon the ideas of the young woman, took care to hurry their
18 II, 3  |        him to see this beautiful woman in her nankeen dress in
19 II, 3  |      shoes at the door.~The good woman accompanied her to the end
20 II, 3  |         is it?”~Then the peasant woman, taking her aside behind
21 II, 3  |         the farms, and the young woman and her companion heard
22 II, 3  |      thought that she might be a woman for another, or that she
23 II, 5  |       along the carpet, and this woman with the slender waist who
24 II, 5  |          chemist said—~“She is a woman of great parts, who wouldn’
25 II, 6  |        the thoughts of the young woman lost themselves in old memories
26 II, 6  |       alone,” repeated the young woman quite irritably.~Her face
27 II, 7  |         that it would not end.~A woman who had laid on herself
28 II, 7  |       every evening. Poor little woman! She is gaping after love
29 II, 8  |          explaining to the young woman that these irresistible
30 II, 8  |        the platform a little old woman with timid bearing, who
31 II, 8  |       piece of paper and the old woman by turns, he repeated in
32 II, 9  |        Rodolphe!” said the young woman slowly, leaning on his shoulder.~
33 II, 10 |     pupil.~“And how’s the little woman?” suddenly asked Madame
34 II, 11 |         mysticism.” But the good woman would no longer listen to
35 II, 12 |        the room!” said the young woman, springing up with a bound.~“
36 II, 12 |        can’t be helped!”~“What a woman!” he said to himself, watching
37 II, 13 |          understanding, adorable woman that you are, the falseness
38 II, 13 |          very good.~“Poor little woman!” he thought with emotion. “
39 II, 14 |       thoughts belonging to this woman, it was robbing her of something
40 II, 14 |      domestic quarrels, the good woman took pleasure in this quiet
41 II, 15 |       another world. But a young woman stepped forward, throwing
42 II, 15 |       why had not she, like this woman, resisted, implored? She,
43 III, 1 |          fourth; and the wealthy woman seems to have, about her,
44 III, 1 |         had bought flowers for a woman, and his breast, as he smelt
45 III, 1 |          Near him, this kneeling woman who weeps is his spouse,
46 III, 1 |       Beauvoisine Quarter, and a woman got out, who walked with
47 III, 2 |        me!” interrupted the good woman, with a sad air, “how am
48 III, 5 |       not “a lady” and a married woman—a real mistress, in fine?~
49 III, 5 |          she resembled the “Pale Woman of Barcelona.” But above
50 III, 5 |          laughing, how his young woman was.~Often they had started
51 III, 5 |         mother’s, who was a good woman, I can tell you. Everybody
52 III, 5 |         would,” went on the good woman.~Emma opened the window,
53 III, 5 |         Thank you,” said the old woman. And she threw the power
54 III, 6 |          one could find out if a woman had passion. He even launched
55 III, 6 |        was vapourish, the French woman licentious, the Italian
56 III, 6 |           more spiritless than a woman, avaricious too, and cowardly.~
57 III, 6 |   ruining himself with a married woman,” and the good lady at once
58 III, 6 |          worry and lectures this woman might still draw down upon
59 III, 6 |      virtue of the notion that a woman must write to her lover.~
60 III, 7 |    beneath the mute will of this woman who was urging him to a
61 III, 7 |      understand that; an elegant woman! and, without leaving off
62 III, 7 |         did not answer, the good woman withdrew, took her wheel
63 III, 7 |         quickly, hoping that the woman would have come back by
64 III, 7 |     about her, while the peasant woman, frightened at her face,
65 III, 8 |        and sat down by the dying woman, to tell her that she must
66 III, 9 |          this “unfortunate young woman.” and the priest replied
67 III, 10|        the funeral.~“Poor little woman! What a trouble for her
68 III, 10|      upon himself?”~“Such a good woman! To think that I saw her
69 III, 11|       over, a barn burnt down, a woman beaten in the parish, of
70 III, 11|        her grandmother. The good woman died the same year; old