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1 V   |       Mme. de Marelle entered hastily, clad in a Japanese dressing-gown.
2 VI  |         Then he left the room hastily in order not to allow her
3 VI  |       He turned upon his heel hastily; she stood before him smiling,
4 VII |       her butcher.~He dressed hastily and repaired to M. Walter’
5 VIII| better and stronger. Lunch as hastily as you can with Madeleine,
6 XI  |       the door, she whispered hastily: “I will be at La Trinite
7 XIII|    there is enough for that—”~Hastily she donned her hat and veil,
8 XIII|         said he.~She disrobed hastily and slipped into bed.~He
9 XV  |    folly! One always acts too hastily—one never reflects sufficiently.”