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 1 II   |       out:~“Madame, I am—”~She held out her hand. “I know, Monsieur—
 2 II   | Suddenly he perceived that she held an empty cup in her hand,
 3 V    |     you had forgotten me.” She held out her hand to him with
 4 V    |   gracious smile attracted yet held at a distance, and seemed
 5 VI   |     upon a couch, reading. She held out her hand without rising
 6 VIII |     you will. I am yours.”~She held out her hand to him and
 7 IX   |       no one in the world”—she held out her hand to him— “but
 8 IX   |    cried: “Now I have it,” and held toward him a sheet of paper
 9 IX   |      He swaggered more boldly, held his head more erect and
10 XII  |    tears!”~Placing the hand he held upon his heart he asked: “
11 XV   |     tied with pink ribbon, she held it toward Du Roy: “Here
12 XVII |    leading into the room which held the enormous canvas, and
13 XVIII|       old lady, a stranger. He held his head proudly erect and