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 1  I, 1 |    said the master, who was a bit of a wag.~There was a burst
 2  I, 1 |     the world.” Madame Bovary bit her lips, and the child
 3  I, 2 |    Rouault himself to “pick a bit” before he left.~Charles
 4  I, 3 |    the warrens to amuse you a bit.”~Charles followed his advice.
 5  I, 6 |      and after the meal had a bit of chat with them before
 6  I, 6 |       pulled up short and the bit slipped from her teeth.
 7 II, 4 |    the teeth of her comb that bit into her chignon. With every
 8 II, 6 |        I was sure of it!”~She bit her lips, and a rush of
 9 II, 10|     used to burn the end of a bit of wood in the great flame
10 II, 11|       being slaughtered. Emma bit her wan lips, and rolling
11 II, 13|        has our friend. He’s a bit of a rake. Monsieur Langlois
12 II, 13| brought to him, took one, and bit into it.~“Ah! perfect!”
13 II, 14|     way—~“You were going in a bit for the cassock!”~As formerly,
14 III, 1|     16th of July, 1465.”~Leon bit his lips, fuming.~“And on
15 III, 4|       some lessons; but—” She bit her lips and added, “Twenty
16 III, 6|    Cujas and Barthole alone a bit. Who the devil prevents
17 III, 8|  wiped his fingers, threw the bit of cotton dipped in oil