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 1 Int|         with the fertility of a master hand produced poetry, novels,
 2 Int|     Marguerite’s cavaliers, the master and his disciples took turns
 3 Int|        one volume, in which the master jostled elbows with his
 4 Int|       words, acclaimed him as a master.~He undertook to write the
 5 Int|    first battle, Maupassant was master of the field in literature.~
 6 Int|        Alfred Le Poittevin. The master had consented to assist
 7 Int| implacable didactics of his old master, his tender brutality, the
 8 Int|        wrote Boule de Suif. His master’s joy was great and overwhelming.
 9 Int|        to his rapid methods the master “cinematographed,” if I
10 Int|        enter.”~“Alas!” said his master, “we are all in a desert.”
11 Int|    Flaubert, of “that old, dead master who had won his heart in
12 Int|      his splendid integrity the master of yore.~But his heart has
13 VI |         the carriage, while his master, holding him with one hand,
14 IX |         on either side of their master.~After dinner, as Jeanne