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 1 I   |       supported on one side by her husband and on the other by a tall
 2 I   |           really is not wise.” Her husband, always pleasant, replied: “
 3 I   |           to snore sonorously. Her husband leaned over and placed in
 4 III |    baroness, who differed from her husband.~M. de Lamare expatiated
 5 III |         she thought:~Can he be the husband promised through a thousand
 6 IV  | drawing-room. The baroness and her husband were playing cards by the
 7 V   |           as they looked after her husband, while they held in their
 8 V   |            as she did not hear her husband following her, she turned
 9 V   |          go outside, saying to her husband: “Go and take them for a
10 V   |           would have killed me. My husband is not jealous, he knows
11 V   |        hears. He is jealous for my husband and he will surely try it
12 VI  |           came down leaning on her husband’s arm and got into the carriage.
13 VI  |             The baron imitated the husband, and Jeanne the wife. But
14 VI  |          indignation, squeezed her husband’s arm. “Stop him, Jack!”
15 VII |         avarice on the part of her husband. It appeared to her low
16 VII |      understand, and looked at her husband. “Why, what do you mean?
17 VII |         constant irritability, her husband had become more affectionate
18 VII |      Rosalie’s head leaning on her husband’s shoulder.~At the cry she
19 VII |           returned, leaning on her husband’s arm. They sat down beside
20 VII |            Try to put up with your husband until we can come to some
21 VII |            she saw her maid in her husband’s room!~And he grew angry,
22 VII |         When Jeanne heard what her husband had said, she did not show
23 VII |             and we will find you a husband.”~He would have continued
24 VII |            the recollection of her husband’s escapades, for she belonged
25 VII |            undertake to find her a husband, a good, steady fellow.
26 VIII|             quietly introduced her husband, a kind of giant, or ogre
27 VIII|     lightness of a bird, while her husband, after bowing awkwardly,
28 VIII|            shall love her, but the husband looks like a brute. Where
29 VIII|           at the Brisevilles’. The husband seems a little rough. He
30 VIII|         asked the baroness and her husband to grant him a short interview
31 IX  |     outline of the wife and of the husband fleeing getting smaller
32 IX  |            leaning one hand on her husband’s shoulder as if she were
33 IX  |            come into her life. Her husband was also quite happy and
34 X   |         life now; my father and my husband do not get along together;
35 X   |           about—about that maid—my husband and I have lived—have lived
36 X   |        troubling herself about her husband.~Toward the end of September,
37 X   |        every day, gunning with the husband, who was never happy without
38 X   |         wandering: “But it is your husband—you also——” And he fled,
39 XI  |           of love shown her by her husband. She constantly thrilled
40 XI  |          herself, in virtue of her husband’s rank and fortune, a sort
41 XI  |          fate. She said: “And your husband, how did he treat you?”~“
42 XII |            some resemblance to her husband or to her son. He was ruddy,