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 1 Int |  asleep on the lily-pads.~The rest of his life was taken up
 2 Int |      myself than I do for the rest. All is divided into ennui,
 3 I   |       Jeanne. They stopped to rest and feed the horses. The
 4 I   |    had decided that she would rest, the baron proposed to Jeanne
 5 IV  | within reach. She had gone to rest a young girl; she was now
 6 IV  |      home in silence, and the rest of the afternoon seemed
 7 V   |    pointed, jagged, seemed to rest on the waters.~Presently
 8 V   |    bathed in light, while the rest of the island remained covered
 9 V   |    breakfast.~After an hour’s rest they arranged an itinerary
10 V   |     out on their journey.~The rest of the trip was nothing
11 VII |      your maid did as all the rest do.”~But the baron, who
12 VIII|   this morbid life, taking no rest, growing weaker and thinner
13 IX  |       interested in their own rest. Then Abbé Picot knelt down
14 IX  |       could one find a little rest and happiness? In another
15 IX  |      no longer alone. “Go and rest now,” he said. She kissed
16 XII |      day.~She added: “All the rest has been squandered; there
17 XII | containing the trunks and the rest of the furniture was in
18 XIII|       house, Jeanne wanted to rest; but Rosalie would not allow
19 XIII|    she sat down on a bench to rest. She stayed there some time