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 1 I   |    retired, whom he had first met on the quay at high tides
 2 III | regret.~Pierre’s eye suddenly met that of Mme. Rosemilly;
 3 III | ladies and gentlemen, we have met to do honour to a happy
 4 IV  |      ridge. At each wave they met—and there was a short, chopping
 5 V   |       good taste is not to be met with at every turn.”~Pierre
 6 V   |   room in four or five steps, met his mother’s look at each
 7 V   |   father and brother.~When he met his mother’s eyes again
 8 VI  |     he saw her, as soon as he met her eye—formerly so clear
 9 VII |     my existence if I had not met him; never anything—not
10 VIII|       Pierre raising his eyes met his brother’s and understood.~
11 IX  |     have uttered it.~He never met the eyes either of his mother
12 IX  |    hatred of the strangers he met, but a woeful impulse to
13 IX  |       as he was going out, he met his mother on the stairs
14 IX  |     to the lower deck. He was met by a sickening smell of