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 1 I   |  flung herself down and slept till her father called her at
 2 II  |     memories whose roots hold till death. It seemed to Jeanne
 3 III |       and the vicomte laughed till they cried.~After breakfast
 4 III |    and then tighter, tighter, till he almost crushed it. And
 5 IV  |        young lady.”~She lived till evening in a condition of
 6 IV  | journey.”~She did not go down till luncheon was ready. The
 7 VII |    began to beat tumultuously till she seemed to be suffocating,
 8 VIII|     little bursts of laughter till the tears came to her eyes.
 9 IX  |   they both sat there silent, till at length Julien arose,
10 XI  |   priest had sent him to wait till the lesson was over at the