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 1  I, 1  |       any fire, taught him to drink off large draughts of rum
 2  I, 3  |      him to have something to drink. He said no; she insisted,
 3  I, 3  | almost empty she bent back to drink, her head thrown back, her
 4  I, 3  |     was athirst. He got up to drink from the water-bottle and
 5 II, 3  |    cider merchant, tasted the drink himself, and saw that the
 6 II, 6  |      get home, Madame Bovary; drink a little tea, that will
 7 II, 7  |       husband, that she could drink off a large glass of brandy,
 8 II, 8  |      were wide open, as if to drink in his words. Tuvache by
 9 II, 8  |     nostrils several times to drink in the freshness of the
10 II, 14 |  Bovary invited him to have a drink, and he thoroughly understood
11 III, 8 |    herself, tried to make her drink. He stood up, his handkerchief
12 III, 11|   said “he shut himself up to drink.”~Sometimes, however, some