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 1 I   |        He was married and was a journalist in a responsible editorial
 2 I   |         had paid the score, the journalist asked: “Would you like a
 3 I   |     friends shook hands and the journalist left Duroy to his own devices.~
 4 III |         Georges Duroy, a future journalist.” Then in a different tone,
 5 III |    Taking his friend’s arm, the journalist drew him away, while M.
 6 IV  |       appear this morning?”~The journalist, who was smoking a cigar,
 7 V   |         clock struck three; the journalist rose.~“Come often,” said
 8 V   |        the landing-place by the journalist’s sweetheart.”~Duroy retreated,
 9 VI  |      approaching departure.~The journalist bowed, the Count returned
10 VIII|      for the sick man. When the journalist asked him his opinion, he
11 VIII|          The train arrived, the journalist took his seat; a porter
12 IX  |       said she. “I had become a journalist in spirit. I like the profession.”
13 IX  | following they should visit the journalist’s aged parents and spend
14 X   |       in Paris two days and the journalist had resumed work; he had
15 XII | interested in the stranger, the journalist continued: “It seems to
16 XII |     passed him, they bowed.~The journalist then repaired to the office
17 XIV |  yielded. “Very well, sir.”~The journalist, after leaving his address,
18 XIV |      order to light the way the journalist from time to time struck
19 XV  |     water from their beaks.~The journalist stopped and said to himself: “
20 XV  |         seemed preoccupied. The journalist was overwhelmed with congratulations,