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 1  I, 3 |           year.~The winter passed waiting for this. Mademoiselle Rouault
 2  I, 8 |     silent. He walked up and down waiting for Emma to finish dressing.~
 3  I, 9 |           heart, however, she was waiting for something to happen.
 4  I, 9 |         to the church, sombre and waiting for customers. When Madame
 5 II, 1 |           doesn’t come!”~“Are you waiting for him for your gentlemen’
 6 II, 2 |  stable-boy, lantern in hand, was waiting to show Monsieur and Madame
 7 II, 6 |           were talking. They were waiting for him.~“Embrace me,” said
 8 II, 9 |            She was ready; she was waiting for him.~Justin escaped
 9 II, 11|         or six inquirers who were waiting in the yard, and who fancied
10 II, 11|    evening, he found his mistress waiting for him at the foot of the
11 II, 12|          the signal; she had been waiting three-quarters of an hour
12 II, 13|          was Felicite.~“Master is waiting for you, madame; the soup
13 II, 14|             she said.~And without waiting for any answer from Felicite,
14 II, 15|     Chapter Fifteen~The crowd was waiting against the wall, symmetrically
15 III, 2|        the door. Charles, who was waiting for her, came forward with
16 III, 4| tax-gatherer; for Binet, tired of waiting for the “Hirondelle,” had
17 III, 5|        the evening before kept it waiting; some even were still in
18 III, 5|         soul.~Charles at home was waiting for her; the “Hirondelle”
19 III, 7|           said to him—~“Sir, I am waiting.”~“For what?” said the notary,
20 III, 7|      could she flee?~Felicite was waiting for her at the door. “Well?”~“
21 III, 7|           road. At last, weary of waiting, assailed by fears that
22 III, 9|      counting the people who were waiting to get the news from him;