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 1 I |      fishing to fly from the shop as soon as he had made enough
 2 I |     who is the despot of his shop is apt to be rough, without
 3 I |   milliner’s or a jeweller’s shop, to look at a bonnet or
 4 II|    very poorly in his little shop, selling medicines to the
 5 II|      fetched out of the back shop and placed on the mixing-board.
 6 IV| acquaintance with him in the shop, was it not, Louise? He
 7 IV|   and I had to attend to the shop, he would go to the chemist’
 8 IV|      went by chance into the shop one day, having perhaps
 9 IV|    beyond the horizon of his shop. How was it that this woman,
10 IV|     settled at once in their shop in the Rue Montmartre; and
11 IV|   Shut up, imprisoned in the shop, by the side of a vulgar
12 V |     the girls going to their shop. Some sang as they went,
13 IX|     him.~When he entered the shop, the druggist, who was pounding
14 IX| three months I shall shut up shop. If I did not count on you,
15 IX|     I went into the tailor’s shop about cloth clothes; but
16 IX|   And you have your doctor’s shop here?”~The doctor opened