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 1 II  |      not melted, and upon its white surface the dark stains
 2 III |  earth covered with snow is a white page upon which the people
 3 VI  |    foppishly attired; and his white hands were encased in handsome
 4 VII |       ruddy cheeks, a pair of white whiskers, small eyes, a
 5 VII | picked off your feet would be white and neat? The nails have
 6 VIII|    that one of them turned as white as his shirt; and calling
 7 IX  |    crape cap, and a couple of white pocket-handkerchiefs, intending
 8 X   |        he perceived something white lying by the roadside, near
 9 X   |     it that your hands are so white and soft?”~Far from being
10 XII |  suspicions, if I have a soft white skin, it is only because
11 XVI |     favorite morning beverage—white wine. Turn which way he
12 XVII|       Lecoq had turned deadly white. The magic edifice of his
13 XIX |    bitter words, Lecoq turned white with anger. This was the
14 XX  |   nothing at all he turned as white as his shirt; and I thought
15 XX  |       a ruddy complexion, and white whiskers. Ah! I should recognize
16 XXI |    corner of the great house, white with fear, and trembling
17 XXI |    half-open door of a small, white, marble bath-room.~“Ah,