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 1  I, 2 |    and Saint-Victor. It was a dark night; Madame Bovary junior
 2  I, 2 |    long intervals seemed like dark violet stains on the cast
 3  I, 5 |    times. Black in the shade, dark blue in broad daylight,
 4  I, 6 |     to her like comets in the dark immensity of heaven, where
 5  I, 8 |    made their strokes.~On the dark wainscoting of the walls
 6  I, 8 |      leant out.~The night was dark; some drops of rain were
 7  I, 9 |       it so! The future was a dark corridor, with its door
 8 II, 3 |        he would be strong and dark; she would call him George;
 9 II, 4 |     From her turned-up hair a dark colour fell over her back,
10 II, 8 |       the rockets against the dark sky. Rodolphe gazed at her
11 II, 13|    mask, pins, and hair—hair! dark and fair, some even, catching
12 III, 1|    the sash-window a patch of dark sky was seen between the
13 III, 1|     from the side chapels and dark places of the church sometimes
14 III, 5| direct road. She plunged into dark alleys, and, all perspiring,
15 III, 5|       one of his boots in the dark cabinet where his clothes
16 III, 6|        Besides, he only liked dark women.~“I approve of that,”
17 III, 7|       flash of lightning in a dark night, had passed into her