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 1 V   |    driving them wild with joy or despair.~These tears seemed absurd
 2 VII |          can disturb. Jeanne, in despair, darted toward the stairs
 3 VII |        to give her the energy of despair. She did not feel cold,
 4 VII |    torture, of deception, and of despair appeared before her. Better
 5 VII |       life farewell. Like one in despair, she uttered the last word
 6 VII |      slow, profound and infinite despair. She presently resumed in
 7 VII | wretchedness, this sadness, this despair, because, like Rosalie,
 8 VIII|       was saved, secure from all despair, for she had here something
 9 IX  |     astonishment, calling out in despair: “Madame, madame!” but the
10 IX  |       her knees in a paroxysm of despair, her hands clutching the
11 IX  |       bitterly as if in hopeless despair.~She would have remained
12 XI  |      that his three relatives in despair declared that he could not
13 XI  |   jumping from the most complete despair to a kind of intoxication
14 XI  |         was numbness rather than despair.~Abbé Tolbiac refused to
15 XIII|          straight ahead in utter despair.~All at once she found herself