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 1  I, 1 |   of melancholy gaiety and charming nonsense. In her life’s
 2  I, 9 |  and a well-dressed woman, charming with an odour of freshness,
 3 II, 5 |    of ice. She thought him charming; she could not tear herself
 4 II, 5 |    as if for a kiss—~“Yes, charming! charming! Is he not in
 5 II, 5 |    a kiss—~“Yes, charming! charming! Is he not in love?” she
 6 II, 7 |    taller, handsomer, more charming, more vague. Though separated
 7 II, 7 |    of it. She’d be tender, charming. Yes; but how to get rid
 8 II, 9 |   that which is beautiful, charming, adorable.”~It was the first
 9 II, 9 |   hand to kiss it.~She was charming on horseback—upright, with
10 II, 10| him in his heart of hearts charming, since it was lavished on
11 II, 11|   company.~The evening was charming, full of prattle, of dreams
12 III, 1|   She would come directly, charming, agitated, looking back
13 III, 5|   her husband she was more charming than ever. She made him
14 III, 7|  he uttered exclamations. “Charming! very pretty.” Then he began
15 III, 8|  have not changed; you are charming as ever!”~“Oh,” she replied
16 III, 8|    Oh, speak!”~And she was charming to see, with her eyes, in