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 1 II |           entirely forgotten the Abbé Picot, her priest, and blushed
 2 II |         was very friendly to the abbé and invited him to dinner.
 3 II |         in to see us, Monsieur l’Abbé, it will be a distraction
 4 IV | suppressed giggle was heard, but Abbé Picot, the natural enemy
 5 IX |           With the assistance of Abbé Picot, they tried to lift
 6 IX |          in their own rest. Then Abbé Picot knelt down in his
 7 X  |       She resolved to go and see Abbé Picot and tell him, under
 8 X  |      want to confess, Monsieur l’Abbé.”~He looked at her in astonishment,
 9 X  |     Toward the end of September, Abbé Picot called on a visit
10 X  |         his sunken eyes.~The old abbé had been appointed Dean
11 X  |         imagine Étouvent without Abbé Picot and his paunch passing
12 X  |      worn, though clean cassock.~Abbé Picot looked at him sideways,
13 X  |        mood, and said: “You see, abbé, in order to prevent those
14 X  |          Age will calm you down, abbé, and experience also. You
15 X  |        mother. Get them married, abbé, get them married, and do
16 X  |          useless to insist.” And Abbé Picot once more began to
17 X  |     verge of tears.~A week later Abbé Tolbiac called again. He
18 X  |      overthrown her convictions. Abbé Picot contented himself
19 X  |          upright and dictatorial abbé. A mystic, he appealed to
20 X  |       and her friendship for the Abbé Tolbiac. The first time
21 X  |      country, damp and mild. The abbé called again some days later
22 X  |        wish me to do, Monsieur l’Abbé?”~“Anything, rather than
23 X  |      would kill them, Monsieur l’Abbé! And I should be guilty
24 X  |    letter to the archbishop; the abbé was threatened with suspension.
25 X  |         leaving it, they saw the Abbé Tolbiac, almost hidden in
26 XI |      taught him herself. But the Abbé Tobiac, despite Aunt Lison’
27 XI |       received a letter from the Abbé Tolbiac: “Madame, the hand
28 XI |          at the feet of the thin abbé, begged for absolution.~
29 XI |  consolation promised her by the abbé. The letter ran:~“My Dear
30 XI |    numbness rather than despair.~Abbé Tolbiac refused to permit
31 XII|  stalking along the road; it was Abbé Tolbiac, who seemed to be
32 XII|        into a rut, splashing the abbé with mud from head to foot.~