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 1 II |          lurks in us.~“Then I was jealous of Jean,” thought he. “That
 2 III|           the look said: “You are jealous—that is what you are. Shameful!”~
 3 IV |       inheritance of which he was jealous? He suspected himself now,
 4 IV |          to the same subject. His jealous devotion to Pierre rebelled
 5 V  |           affection, and with the jealous wrath of a man who, after
 6 VII|           long time that you were jealous of me, ever since the day
 7 VII|             Ah! ah! Good Heavens! Jealous of you! I? I? And of what?
 8 VII|          wound in his soul.~“Yes, jealous of me—jealous from your
 9 VII|         soul.~“Yes, jealous of me—jealous from your childhood up.
10 VII| assumption, stuttered out:~“I? I? Jealous of you? And for the sake
11 VII|        despise me because you are jealous. You try to pick a quarrel
12 VII|         every one because you are jealous. And now that I am rich