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 1 VII| nothing more to say, my child. Good-bye.” And she went towards the
 2 VII|      your mother now, poor boy—good-bye.”~It struck him clearly
 3 VII|       this—if you cannot— then good-bye, my child; it is impossible
 4 IX |      said:~“I have come to say good-bye. I am going away.”~And she
 5 IX |    said:~“You will come to say good-bye to me on board, will you
 6 IX |        soon as we have bid you good-bye, we will make haste on board
 7 IX |      more outside, and bid you good-bye out on the open sea.”~Old
 8 IX |         and he rose in haste.~“Good-bye, my boy.” He kissed Pierre
 9 IX |       quiver with impatience.~“Good-bye,” said Roland in a great
10 IX |     Roland in a great bustle.~“Good-bye,” replied Pierre, standing