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 1 II  |        he was not expecting an enemy, but a friend. Now draw
 2 V   |        Father Absinthe made an enemy of his superior officer.
 3 IX  |  tactics, and open fire on the enemy’s position.~“So, Widow Chupin,”
 4 XII |       I wouldn’t like my worst enemy to be subjected to such
 5 XII |      his beard.~“I am not your enemy,” said the magistrate more
 6 XII |        a prisoner’s friend nor enemy, he is simply the friend
 7 XV  |        betray our plans to the enemy!”~But his calmness soon
 8 XV  |        duped him as a personal enemy, and he would willingly
 9 XVI |       the spot.~“It must be an enemy who pretends that I know
10 XX  |       left in the hands of the enemy. How was it that he, who
11 XXI |      mention of his most cruel enemy, Lecoq bounded from the
12 XXIV|     best friend, or your worst enemy? What would you do, I ask?”~“
13 XXIV|   might be your friend or your enemy?”~The question was so delicate
14 XXIV|        dreaded presence of his enemy. He expected to find M.
15 XXIV| realizes the generosity of his enemy—an enemy from whom he had
16 XXIV|     generosity of his enemy—an enemy from whom he had expected