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 1  I, 1  |          lot of dust: it was “the thing.”~But, whether he had not
 2  I, 5  | window-fastener, and many another thing in which Charles had never
 3  I, 6  |        irritated by discipline, a thing antipathetic to her constitution.
 4  I, 9  |   rosewood frame, a pretty little thing, hidden from all eyes, that
 5  I, 9  |  approbation. She confided many a thing to her greyhound. She would
 6 II, 3  |       about politics—a remarkable thing for a young man. Then he
 7 II, 3  |           others was not the only thing that urged the chemist to
 8 II, 5  |            I, too, don’t feel the thing. One of these days I shall
 9 II, 8  |        they not the one beautiful thing on the earth, the source
10 II, 9  |    Certainly! excellent! just the thing! There’s an idea! You ought
11 II, 12 |             he replied; “the only thing I regret is the whip. My
12 II, 12 |         an insolent, giddy-headed thing, or perhaps worse!”~And
13 II, 13 |           his heart that no green thing grew there, and that which
14 II, 13 |           to bring on ecstasies—a thing, moreover, very easy in
15 II, 14 |      memory as the most beautiful thing that it was possible to
16 II, 15 |          charmed her as some very thing of her own life. But no
17 III, 1 |             But the most wretched thing, is it not—is to drag out,
18 III, 2 |          cipher—in a word, a poor thing in every way. How to get
19 III, 5 |          to sound the fellow. The thing was worth a journey, and,
20 III, 8 |            Ahl it is but a little thing, death!” she thought. “I
21 III, 10|  conscience thought not quite the thing. He also noticed that Monsieur
22 III, 11|      which was adopted.~A strange thing was that Bovary, while continually