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 1 I   |       only three francs in his pocket to last him the remainder
 2 I   |      two pieces of gold in his pocket.~The curtain fell—the orchestra
 3 I   | touched the gold pieces in his pocket; then rising, he mingled
 4 III |  sheets of manuscript from his pocket.~“Here they are, Monsieur.”~
 5 V   |      left without a sou in his pocket. As he had often done before,
 6 V   |    porter, put his hand in his pocket and said: “Foucart, I have
 7 V   |        and fumbled in his vest pocket for a match, he was amazed
 8 V   |      piece you slipped into my pocket. I will not return the money
 9 XII |  slipped the telegram into his pocket. During dinner he repeated
10 XIII|        a handkerchief from her pocket she wiped her eyes. Her
11 XV  |        and slipped it into his pocket “We must return to the house;