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 1 I   |        row-lock, and folding his arms he announced:~“I will never
 2 I   |        his father’s and mother’s arms and to be loved and fondled
 3 I   |      shirt-sleeves on their bare arms.~Pierre, who was nearest
 4 I   |   display their biceps. Pierre’s arms were hairy, somewhat lean
 5 I   |    father Roland took her in his arms, kissed her a dozen times
 6 III |   neither thighs, nor chest, nor arms, nor neck; the seat of their
 7 IV  |        but have taken her in his arms at that moment, how he would
 8 VI  |      sharp, serrated crest which arms their heads. However, she
 9 VI  |        to prove it she threw her arms round him and kissed him
10 VII |        this rigid form, of those arms so convulsively clinched,
11 VII |      were stealing. He threw his arms round her neck and kissed
12 VII |   towards the door.~He threw his arms about her exclaiming:~“What
13 VII |     again; lifting her up in his arms he carried her to an arm-chair,
14 VII |       her barred her in with his arms.~“You shall not quit this
15 VII |    repeated, clasping her in his arms:~“Mother, do not say that.”~“
16 VII |           She clasped him in her arms, and her tears flowed again;
17 VIII|        broke the strength of his arms and legs. He felt too limp
18 VIII|      hands as usual, she put her arms round her and kissed her,
19 VIII|        with lightning, wrung her arms as she gazed into the distance
20 VIII| Rosemilly rose, and throwing her arms round Mme. Roland, kissed
21 IX  |          desperate, held out her arms towards it; and she saw