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 1  I, 5 |   kissed her back; she gave a cry.~He could not keep from
 2 II, 1 |       whales, dies uttering a cry, and rises again at the
 3 II, 7 |     against his boots, with a cry of the grasshopper hidden
 4 II, 8 |   Madame Bovary.~“No, no! Why cry out against the passions?
 5 II, 8 |   shout that mingled with the cry of the women, whose waists
 6 II, 9 |      or else the hoarse, soft cry of the ravens flying off
 7 II, 9 |       heard a vague prolonged cry, a voice which lingered,
 8 II, 9 |       Rodolphe. She uttered a cry.~“You here? You here?” he
 9 II, 10|     gentle that they made her cry, nor passionate caresses
10 II, 11|     honour! Is it not time to cry that the blind shall see,
11 II, 11|       village a heart-rending cry rose on the air. Bovary
12 II, 13|    tears on this; but I can’t cry; it isn’t my fault.” Then,
13 II, 13|    rapid trot. Emma uttered a cry and fell back rigid to the
14 II, 15|      adieu, Emma gave a sharp cry that mingled with the vibrations
15 II, 15| itself, and to say to him, to cry out, “Take me away! carry
16 III, 5|      and she drew back with a cry. Hivert made fun of him.
17 III, 6|  large, sad eyes and began to cry. Then he comforted her;
18 III, 7| struck her brow and uttered a cry; for the thought of Rodolphe,
19 III, 8|  stomach. She uttered a sharp cry. He fell back terror-stricken.~
20 III, 8|      her bed, sobbing.~“Don’t cry,” she said to him. “Soon
21 III, 9|       my wife!”~And he wept.~“Cry,” said the chemist; “let
22 III, 9|    her veil. But he uttered a cry of horror that awoke the