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1 I    |     passed him, whose face he fancied was familiar. He followed
2 II   | Forestier’s eyes, in which he fancied he saw a mingled expression
3 VI   |  never see. Then, too, he had fancied them children, and he saw
4 VI   |   laughter.~“Patte Blanche? I fancied her a young woman like you.
5 IX   |   profession.” She paused. He fancied he saw in her smile, in
6 XIII |    different from what he had fancied she would be, trying to
7 XV   |    into each other’s eyes. He fancied he saw some people whisper,
8 XVIII|       people entered. Georges fancied himself a king whom the