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 1  I, 1 |         of Caux and Picardy, in a kind of place half farm, half
 2  I, 2 |           simple one, without any kind of complication.~Charles
 3  I, 2 |            and he thought, with a kind of naive hypocrisy, that
 4 II, 4 |    because it was unheard.~Thus a kind of bond was established
 5 II, 5 |        illness, it appears, was a kind of fog that she had in her
 6 II, 6 |        the repetition of the same kind of life, when no interest
 7 II, 7 |           t afraid of anything; a kind of squirrel, just as he
 8 II, 8 |         in front of the church, a kind of bombarde was to announce
 9 II, 8 |         after the other entered a kind of enclosure formed by a
10 II, 8 | accompanied the last words with a kind of whistling of the lips.~
11 II, 9 |         room was not closed.~“How kind it would be of you,” he
12 II, 9 |       accept Monsieur Boulanger’s kind offer?”~She assumed a sulky
13 II, 11|      three fresh starts, he had a kind of box made by the carpenter,
14 II, 11|           of all to find out what kind of club-foot he had.~He
15 II, 11|          the alleviation of their kind! Honour, thrice honour!
16 II, 13|       from a lower storey, rose a kind of humming with strident
17 II, 14|       last manifest a wish of any kind. As she grew stronger she
18 II, 14|           acted; they performed a kind of farce called ‘Mysteries,’
19 III, 1|         put away, and disclosed a kind of block that certainly
20 III, 6|          hotel there was always a kind of loafer who accosted travellers,
21 III, 7|        both hands as he uttered a kind of hollow yell like a famished
22 III, 7|     rushed thither; impelled by a kind of horror that drove her
23 III, 8|  contributed to his pleasure by a kind of egotistic reflex upon
24 III, 9|       after the death of anyone a kind of stupefaction; so difficult
25 III, 9|         the palms of her hands; a kind of white dust besprinkled