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 1  I, 2  |        To dear Papa.”~First they spoke of the patient, then of
 2  I, 3  |         not to take his hat off, spoke to him in an undertone as
 3  I, 3  |        bottom of a cupboard. She spoke to him, too, of her mother,
 4  I, 3  |         almost in murmurs as she spoke to herself, now joyous,
 5  I, 7  |         out into plates—and even spoke of buying finger-glasses
 6  I, 7  |        comparing her to herself, spoke to her aloud as to somebody
 7 II, 1  |        into the square; they all spoke at once, asking for news,
 8 II, 3  | attenuated.~As Charles, however, spoke of the boy at every meal,
 9 II, 3  |         the path, the words they spoke, and the sound of Emma’s
10 II, 3  |     rooms next each other and he spoke to her daily, he never thought
11 II, 4  |       the children, the cook; he spoke of it to his chief; every
12 II, 6  |        her mouth twitched as she spoke, “those, Monsieur le Cure,
13 II, 8  |       was accompanying them, and spoke now and again as if to enter
14 II, 8  |         upon our heads?”~Then he spoke of the condition of the
15 II, 10 |         eternal union. She often spoke to him of the evening chimes,
16 II, 13 |       was there; she saw him; he spoke to her; she heard nothing,
17 II, 15 |      entire movement; the lovers spoke of the flowers on their
18 II, 15 |    windows of a cafe.~First they spoke of her illness, although
19 III, 1 |     empty hotels. They no longer spoke, but they felt as they looked
20 III, 4 |          much talent!”~They even spoke to Bovary about it. They
21 III, 5 |          at Madame Liegeard’s. I spoke to her about you, and she
22 III, 6 |          that Emma wrote him she spoke of flowers, verses, the
23 III, 7 |          heaving; they no longer spoke.~“Is she making him advances?”
24 III, 7 |          disappeared whilst they spoke; then catching sight of
25 III, 8 |     quickly; “throw it away.”~He spoke to her; she did not answer.
26 III, 10|      round; and while the priest spoke, the red soil thrown up
27 III, 10|   evening talking together. They spoke of the days of the past
28 III, 11|          some playthings. Berthe spoke of her again several times,