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1 I  |   would look at her with the cold gleam of an accuser drawing
2 III|    been kept for him. It was cold and dry, probably the least
3 III| while to condemn me to eat a cold cutlet.”~“Are you coming
4 IV |    its intangible density, a cold shudder ran over Pierre’
5 IV |  that he might not taste the cold, wet vapour. By the time
6 IV |   remain out of doors in the cold, turned into Marowsko’s.
7 IV |  towards the town. He was so cold that he went into a sailors’
8 VI |     some hesitation, for the cold plunge of her feet took
9 IX |      the sheeny sea looks as cold and hard as polished steel.~