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 1  I, 1 |        passed pretty well. What a happy day for his mother! They
 2  I, 3 |     aimless hope, and was vaguely happy; he thought himself better
 3  I, 4 |            he, too, had been very happy the day when he had taken
 4  I, 5 |     almost like a tilbury.~He was happy then, and without a care
 5  I, 7 |           nothing. He thought her happy; and she resented this easy
 6  I, 9 |          was very contented, very happy, that Tostes pleased her
 7 II, 5 |         The chemist’s wife seemed happy to her to sleep under the
 8 II, 5 | conviction that he was making her happy seemed to her an imbecile
 9 II, 5 |         at all hours that she was happy, to pretend to be happy,
10 II, 5 |           happy, to pretend to be happy, to let it be believed.~
11 II, 7 |     bright the sun had been! What happy afternoons they had seen
12 II, 11|           loving him; and she was happy to refresh herself with
13 II, 12|       business; he would make her happy; this would last for ever.~
14 II, 14|       journey!” he said to them; “happy mortals that you are!”~Then
15 III, 5|      ended by murmuring, “Ah! how happy we should be there!”~“Are
16 III, 5|     should be there!”~“Are we not happy?” gently answered the young
17 III, 6|            No matter! She was not happy—she never had been. Whence
18 III, 7|           were walking about with happy looks. She reached the Place
19 III, 8|          See! I am laughing; I am happy! Oh, speak!”~And she was
20 III, 8|         back to him—to him, rich, happy, free—to implore the help
21 III, 8|            my dear!”~“Weren’t you happy? Is it my fault? I did all
22 III, 9|         heard the laughter of the happy boys beneath the apple-trees: