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 1  I, 2 |   days, old Rouault was seen trying to walk alone in his “den,”
 2  I, 3 |   over her words one by one, trying to recall them, to fill
 3  I, 8 |      windows of the chateau, trying to guess which were the
 4 II, 1 | tippled on the sly, and were trying to bring back the days of
 5 II, 6 |    on her knitted shoes, and trying to come to her mother to
 6 II, 8 |   away; but, whether she was trying to take it away or whether
 7 II, 10|   The tax-collector was thus trying to hide the fright he had
 8 II, 11|   his arm-chair overwhelmed, trying to discover what could be
 9 II, 12|       Mamma!” cried Charles, trying to reconcile them.~But both
10 III, 2|    on other pretexts, always trying to make himself agreeable,
11 III, 5|     the threshold, as he was trying to detain her, she replied—~“
12 III, 6|    three quarters of an hour trying to open his eyes, to warn