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 1  I, 1  |           the master was obliged to tell him to fall into line with
 2  I, 1  |           repeated the master, “and tell me your name.”~The new boy
 3  I, 3  |          Charles was silent.~“Well, tell me your story. Don’t I know
 4  I, 7  |          things to someone. But how tell an undefinable uneasiness,
 5 II, 1  |           draws up. Call Polyte and tell him to put it up. Only think,
 6 II, 1  |        pieces, Madame Lefrancois. I tell you again you are doing
 7 II, 2  |           however, is not, truth to tell, bad, and we even have a
 8 II, 5  |           Emma smiled.~“I wanted to tell you,” he went on good-naturedly,
 9 II, 5  |       flowing tears.~“Why don’t you tell master?” the servant asked
10 II, 7  |             a servant of the house—“Tell him that Monsieur Rodolphe
11 II, 8  |             was calling him back to tell him more about it, the druggist
12 II, 9  |              You do not doubt that! Tell me—one word—only one word!”~
13 II, 9  |           it. Have I done right? Do tell me?”~She nodded her head
14 II, 9  |             she said. “Are you ill? Tell me!”~At last he declared
15 II, 11 |           that he would not fail to tell about his cure to all the
16 II, 11 |    benefactor.”~And he went down to tell the result to five or six
17 II, 12 |             she had sent for him to tell him that she was bored,
18 II, 12 |            the maker’s address, and tell him to have it ready for
19 II, 13 |             me,” he said, “you will tell her that I have gone on
20 III, 1 |             for having neglected to tell him where they were staying.~“
21 III, 1 |            he went on. “I wanted to tell you—”~“What?”~“Something—
22 III, 2 |             a sad air, “how am I to tell you? It is a misfortune!”~
23 III, 2 |           said Emma, “you wished to tell me—”~“Ah, yes! madame. Your
24 III, 3 |          they all kept saying, ‘Now tell us something, Adolphe—Dolpe,’
25 III, 5 |             was a good woman, I can tell you. Everybody can’t be
26 III, 5 |     laughing.~Each time Leon had to tell her everything that he had
27 III, 6 |          when a servant appeared to tell the gentleman that he was
28 III, 6 |         Vincart?”~“Oh,” said Emma, “tell him that I haven’t it. I
29 III, 6 |          you understand one doesn’t tell them what it really is!”
30 III, 6 |           will show you up. I shall tell my husband.”~“All right!
31 III, 7 | tax-collector’s.~She hurried off to tell Madame Caron, and the two
32 III, 8 |        thought I should die. I will tell you about all that and you
33 III, 8 |             you always. What is it. Tell me!” He was kneeling by
34 III, 8 |          her from sleeping.~“I must tell master.”~“No, stay!” Then
35 III, 8 |             s not worth while; I’ll tell him presently. Come, light
36 III, 8 |           on his knees by her bed.~“Tell me! what have you eaten?
37 III, 8 |               some got up to go and tell their neighbours, and all
38 III, 8 |         down by the dying woman, to tell her that she must now blend
39 III, 10|            My girl! Emma! my child! tell me—”~The other replied,
40 III, 10|         details are useless. I will tell this gentleman all about