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 1  I, 1  |             and they waited one year longer, so that the lad should
 2  I, 4  |          patients, could not be away longer. Old Rouault had them driven
 3  I, 5  |     impossible to guess.~The garden, longer than wide, ran between two
 4  I, 6  |            that she might stay there longer, kneeling in the shadow,
 5  I, 8  |            they talked a few moments longer, and after the goodnights,
 6  I, 8  |            of the quadrilles; she no longer saw the liveries and appointments
 7  I, 9  |      mother-in-law. Besides, Emma no longer seemed inclined to follow
 8  I, 9  |             herself. Moreover she no longer concealed her contempt for
 9 II, 1  |         ringing.~When the chemist no longer heard the noise of his boots
10 II, 1  |         council. But the landlady no longer heeded him; she was listening
11 II, 2  |         prayer, to ecstasy; and I no longer marvel at that celebrated
12 II, 3  |         noticed his nails which were longer than one wore them at Yonville.
13 II, 5  |              the same height. She no longer grumbled as formerly at
14 II, 5  |           her cheeks paler, her face longer. With her black hair, her
15 II, 5  |            her soul.~“Besides, he no longer loves me,” she thought. “
16 II, 6  |          little. Berthe, in fact, no longer sobbed.~Her breathing now
17 II, 8  |            was succeeding, for he no longer knew which way to turn.
18 II, 8  |            He declaimed—~“This is no longer the time, gentlemen, when
19 II, 8  |            service.”~Rodolphe was no longer speaking. They looked at
20 II, 9  |              now blue, the leaves no longer stirred. There were spaces
21 II, 10 |           sure of being loved, he no longer kept up appearances, and
22 II, 10 |              ways changed.~He had no longer, as formerly, words so gentle
23 II, 11 |              unable to endure it any longer, they once more removed
24 II, 11 |              the good woman would no longer listen to him; he was the
25 II, 12 |            stuff of the boots was no longer fresh madame handed them
26 II, 12 |             still doubted doubted no longer when one day they saw her
27 II, 12 |         torture me! I can bear it no longer! Save me!”~She clung to
28 II, 12 |       speaking of her; perhaps he no longer thought about it.~He wished
29 II, 12 |           not traverse with you. The longer we live together the more
30 II, 13 |       remained. She could bear it no longer; she ran into the sitting
31 II, 13 |              all his patients; he no longer went to bed; he was constantly
32 II, 14 |               Her body, relieved, no longer thought; another life was
33 II, 14 |              ways, that one could no longer distinguish egotism from
34 II, 14 |       hundred francs which he had no longer expected; the current debts
35 II, 15 |             could not absent himself longer, but that nothing prevented
36 III, 1 |         forgotten her.~Perhaps he no longer remembered his suppers with
37 III, 1 |          large empty hotels. They no longer spoke, but they felt as
38 III, 1 |        motionless, looked at her, no longer even attempting to speak
39 III, 2 |             over our heads.”~Emma no longer dreamed of asking what they
40 III, 2 |         through her head that she no longer remembered it. Besides,
41 III, 4 |           her with one. She could no longer do without his services.
42 III, 4 |          shyly, and at last could no longer keep back the words.~“How
43 III, 5 |            clock, able to bear it no longer, Charles harnessed his chaise,
44 III, 5 |      Lormeaux’.” But the Lormeaux no longer lived at Rouen.~“She probably
45 III, 5 |             at first, but soon he no longer concealed the truth, which
46 III, 6 |            to the hotel. Emma was no longer there. She had just gone
47 III, 6 |          love whose delicacies he no longer noted.~They knew one another
48 III, 7 |          which you are walking is no longer ours. In your own house
49 III, 7 |              breast heaving; they no longer spoke.~“Is she making him
50 III, 7 |              she thrust from her, no longer conscious whether she had
51 III, 8 |          last, unable to bear it any longer, and fancying she had gone
52 III, 9 | contemplation so deep that it was no longer painful.~He recalled stories
53 III, 9 |           who could not hold out any longer, about four in the morning
54 III, 11|              henceforth there was no longer a dog run over, a barn burnt
55 III, 11|          last, unable to bear it any longer, he had a grass plot in