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 1 II, 2  |      added.~“Moreover,” said the druggist, “the practice of medicine
 2 II, 3  |      same time as a servant.~The druggist proved the best of neighbours.
 3 II, 3  |        locks that were shut. The druggist’s ears tingled as if he
 4 II, 3  |     several times along with the druggist. Charles had not appeared
 5 II, 4  |      game of cards was over, the druggist and the Doctor played dominoes,
 6 II, 5  |          half from Yonville. The druggist had taken Napoleon and Athalie
 7 II, 6  |            Embrace me,” said the druggist with tears in his eyes. “
 8 II, 8  |  cowherds! tatterdemalions!”~The druggist was passing. He had on a
 9 II, 8  |         I am going,” replied the druggist, astonished. “Am I not a
10 II, 8  |      understand it, since I am a druggist—that is to say, a chemist.
11 II, 8  |          to the public—” But the druggist stopped, Madame Lefrancois
12 II, 8  |          catastrophe!” cried the druggist, who always found expressions
13 II, 8  |      tell him more about it, the druggist walked off rapidly with
14 II, 8  |        fat fellow, you know, the druggist.” She pressed his elbow.~“
15 II, 8  |           Madame Homais, and the druggist, who was worrying about
16 II, 8  |        traces.~“Truly,” said the druggist, “one ought to proceed most
17 II, 8  |         not be uneasy,” said the druggist, when he returned to his
18 II, 10 |    vitriol.”~“Justin,” cried the druggist, “bring us the sulphuric
19 II, 10 |         leather of my togs.”~The druggist was beginning to cut the
20 II, 10 |  pointing with her finger to the druggist.~But Binet, quite absorbed
21 II, 10 |          for sacrifice, when the druggist came just in time to provide
22 II, 11 |      love.~Charles, urged by the druggist and by her, allowed himself
23 II, 11 |       bandage to be found at the druggist’s. It was Monsieur Homais
24 II, 11 |         Come, be calm,” said the druggist; “later on you will show
25 II, 11 |          was no risk anyhow.~The druggist was indignant at what he
26 II, 11 |      ready? Come along!”~But the druggist, turning red, confessed
27 II, 11 |       conversation, in which the druggist compared the coolness of
28 II, 11 |         billiard-room, while the druggist stayed with Artemise and
29 II, 13 |      aromatic vinegar,” said the druggist.~Then as she opened her
30 II, 13 |       voice.~“And not only,” the druggist went on, “are human beings
31 II, 14 |        the great approval of the druggist, who said to her in a friendly
32 II, 14 |       decrees.”~“Why,” asked the druggist, “should she excommunicate
33 II, 14 |        than that,” exclaimed the druggist.~“Sir!” replied the ecclesiastic,
34 II, 14 |         such angry eyes that the druggist was intimidated by them.~“
35 II, 14 |         in the “Hirondelle.”~The druggist, whom nothing whatever kept
36 II, 15 |        the games at cards at the druggist’s, and the walk to the nurse’
37 III, 2 |         What is it?” replied the druggist. “We are making preserves;
38 III, 2 |     Capharnaum.”~It was thus the druggist called a small room under
39 III, 2 |       let me alone,” went on the druggist “let me alone, hang it!
40 III, 2 |          patient!” continued the druggist. “Do you want to see me
41 III, 2 |          wanted her for, and the druggist went on in breathless phrases—~“
42 III, 2 |        She could not finish, the druggist was thundering—“Empty it!
43 III, 6 |          the pace together.”~The druggist would formerly have taken
44 III, 6 |        the clock in despair. The druggist went on drinking, eating,
45 III, 6 |          to his office. Then the druggist joked him about quill-drivers
46 III, 7 |     Saracens to be devoured. The druggist’s wife crunched them up
47 III, 7 |          efficacy of it. But the druggist said that he would cure
48 III, 8 | Capharnaum.~“Justin!” called the druggist impatiently.~“Let us go
49 III, 8 |     dancing.~“Be calm,” said the druggist; “we have only to administer
50 III, 8 |   Lestiboudois for eggs; and the druggist himself aided in the preparations,
51 III, 8 |     before the crucifix, and the druggist himself slightly bent his
52 III, 9 |        every passer-by where the druggist lived.~“There now! as if
53 III, 9 |          that this action of the druggist recalled to him.~Then to
54 III, 9 |            Ah!” said Bovary.~The druggist, at his wit’s end, began
55 III, 9 |     taken out of the alcove. The druggist, on whom the silence weighed,
56 III, 9 |         and, on the reply of the druggist, went on—“The blow, you
57 III, 9 |       Cut some off,” replied the druggist.~And as she did not dare
58 III, 9 |        and a large roll. And the druggist, who could not hold out
59 III, 9 |     glass the priest said to the druggist, as he clapped him on the
60 III, 10|         know! It’s a curse!”~The druggist separated them. “These horrible
61 III, 10|    trouble for her husband!”~The druggist continued, “Do you know
62 III, 11|      grocer’s assistant, and the druggist’s children saw less and
63 III, 11|          the vain attempt of the druggist, to such an extent, that
64 III, 11|        IV.~And every morning the druggist rushed for the paper to
65 III, 11|   Thirty-six hours after, at the druggist’s request, Monsieur Canivet