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1 I   |            quietly put them in her pocket. This was the ninth of thirty-one
2 II  |        profusely. He drew from his pocket every moment an enormous
3 V   |            thrust the purse in her pocket and the carriage started.~
4 V   |        course. Whether it is in my pocket or yours makes no difference
5 VII |        slipped the change into his pocket: “Little streams make big
6 VII |           but Jeanne took from her pocket a letter from the baroness
7 XI  | ceremonious bows, he drew from his pocket a dilapidated pocketbook,
8 XIII|           coat, and to keep in her pocket only what she absolutely
9 XIII|            Paul will put it in his pocket.”~One December morning Denis