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 1 Ded   |    that I owe its publication. Reading over your magnificent defence,
 2  I, 5 |  bushes, was a cure in plaster reading his breviary.~Emma went
 3  I, 6 |       there was some religious reading in the study. On week-nights
 4  I, 9 |      in the three-cornered hat reading his breviary had lost his
 5 II, 2 |      living at Paris to finish reading for the bar.”~“As I had
 6 II, 2 |     always sitting in her room reading.”~“Like me,” replied Leon. “
 7 II, 4 |      was empty, Leon was still reading.~Emma listened to him, mechanically
 8 II, 6 | grisettes. As he was to finish reading there, why not set out at
 9 II, 7 |       paper. She tried serious reading, history, and philosophy.
10 II, 7 |      relight the lamp. But her reading fared like her piece of
11 II, 7 |       Ah! always busy at what? Reading novels, bad books, works
12 II, 7 |       was decided to stop Emma reading novels. The enterprise did
13 II, 10|      take up a book, and go on reading very quietly as if the book
14 II, 11|        hands, plunged into the reading of it.~While he was studying
15 II, 14|       moreover, she began this reading in too much hurry. She grew
16 II, 15|     herself transported to the reading of her youth, into the midst
17 II, 15|       walk to the nurse’s, the reading in the arbour, the tete-a-tete
18 III, 6|        memories, of her finest reading, her strongest lusts, and
19 III, 7|       a crowd round the market reading a large bill fixed to one