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 1  I, 1  |       head all her shattered, broken little vanities. She dreamed
 2  I, 2  |       of the Bertaux to set a broken leg. Now from Tostes to
 3  I, 2  |       suddenly remembered the broken leg, and tried to call to
 4  I, 2  |    well-to-do farmers.~He had broken his leg the evening before
 5  I, 3  |      long fine rays that were broken at the corners of the furniture
 6  I, 6  |    the green fields only when broken up by ruins.~She wanted
 7  I, 8  |    string the traces that had broken.~But Charles, giving a last
 8 II, 5  |    what solace?”~She was left broken, breathless, inert, sobbing
 9 II, 6  |  splash-board, and in a voice broken by sobs uttered these three
10 II, 9  |       penknife one of the two broken bridles.~They returned to
11 II, 11 |       long-drawn modulations, broken by sharp spasms like the
12 II, 11 |   piece of coral that she had broken, fixed on Charles the burning
13 II, 13 |      her head, Emma said in a broken voice “No, no! no one!”~
14 III, 1 | reflections of the paintings, broken by the marble rim, were
15 III, 6 |       after all, no bones are broken, and, since that is the
16 III, 11|     tomb. First he proposed a broken column with some drapery,
17 III, 11|       his hands, went on in a broken voice, and with the resigned