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 1  I, 4 |      of the table), wore their best blouses—that is to say,
 2  I, 8 |       nurture maintains at its best. Their necks moved easily
 3  I, 9 | fashions, the addresses of the best tailors, the days of the
 4  I, 9 |       of straw and threw it as best she could into the manger.~
 5 II, 2 |        library composed of the best authors, Voltaire, Rousseau,
 6 II, 3 |        The druggist proved the best of neighbours. He gave Madame
 7 II, 3 |  chemist’s spouse, she was the best wife in Normandy, gentle
 8 II, 5 |      He was connected with the best houses. You could speak
 9 II, 6 |       they are received in the best society; there are even
10 II, 10|        he did not think in the best of taste.~Besides, she was
11 II, 10|        both cheeks. I am, with best compliments, your loving
12 II, 11|      who certainly died in the best frame of mind. Let us hope
13 II, 12|      beautiful, but I love you best. I know how to love best.
14 II, 12|       best. I know how to love best. I am your servant, your
15 III, 5|        at helping her than the best of maids. He put the matches
16 III, 6|        which he thought in the best taste; and, like his neighbour,