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1 I, I | Musadieu, in honor of my daughter’s return—she is coming this
2 I, I | visited her mother and her daughter more frequently than before.
3 I, I | and afterward with her daughter, whom the artist seated
4 I, I | After settling her little daughter, she would come and sit
5 I, I | Bertin’s studio.~She was the daughter of a rich and hospitable
6 I, I | Guilleroy did not bring her daughter, but came alone. On these
7 I, I | Countess took her little daughter on her lap, weeping over
8 I, I | arrived, accompanied by her daughter, with a smile so sad, an
9 I, II | Mortemain, mother of an only daughter married to the Prince de
10 I, II | to the Prince de Salia; daughter of the Marquis de Farandal,
11 I, II | Guilleroy, the Countess and her daughter resembled each other only
12 I, II | incredulous Countess looked at her daughter and murmured:~“No, it is
13 I, II | the little simpleton! That daughter of hers will turn her head.
14 I, II | marrying her nephew to the daughter of the Norman deputy, to
15 I, II | about the return of his own daughter in order to hasten events.~
16 I, III| seems a long time to me. My daughter occupies much~of my time,
17 I, III| occupied by the return of the daughter of the house; and he was
18 I, III| contemplated both mother and daughter in the dazzling light. Certainly,
19 I, III| a brilliant blue in the daughter, a little faded in the mother,
20 I, III| landau the Countess and her daughter. He heard their voices,
21 I, III| knitting-work that mother and daughter were swiftly making from
22 I, III| old friends. I like your daughter very much. She resembles
23 I, III| child,” she said to her daughter.~Without replying, Annette
24 I, III| separated from her by her daughter, her husband, and Musadieu.~“
25 I, III| to realize now that her daughter had returned. She assured
26 I, IV | Guilleroy, leaning on her daughter’s arm, entered and looked
27 I, IV | of the Countess and her daughter. He felt again so much displeasure
28 I, IV | said. “Now that I have my daughter I shall not go out very
29 I, IV | found her alone with her daughter, continuing by the lamplight
30 I, IV | made the Countess and her daughter laugh gaily, when he felt
31 I, IV | desired, she had sent her daughter to bed as soon as it was
32 I, IV | girl, she had allowed her daughter a quarter of an hour’s grace,
33 I, IV | avoided comparison with her daughter in the full light of day,
34 I, IV | gowns like those of her daughter, she made Annette wear toilettes
35 I, IV | answered “Yes, Madame” to the daughter and “Yes, Mademoiselle”
36 I, IV | ardor awakened, and for the daughter an indefinable tenderness.~
37 II, I | made, sitting~opposite your daughter and your husband, in that
38 II, I | pretty portrait of your daughter. Is it because she resembles
39 II, II | AUTUMN~The Countess and her daughter, dressed in black crape,
40 II, II | carriage,” she said to her daughter.~“And will you not come,
41 II, II | husband, and beside her daughter, and remarked, that she
42 II, II | said abruptly, “to see your daughter in mourning?”~“Why?” inquired
43 II, II | served.”~“Have you called my daughter?” the Countess asked.~“Mademoiselle
44 II, II | Countess while admiring the daughter, as if to thank the mother
45 II, II | which was mother, which was daughter. He abandoned himself willingly
46 II, II | composed of this mother and daughter, so much alike? And did
47 II, II | much alike? And did not the daughter seem to have come to earth
48 II, II | looked on at the game.~Her daughter, irritated at losing continually,
49 II, II | more and more associate the daughter with the new-born remembrances
50 II, II | She was not jealous of her daughter’s beauty! No, certainly
51 II, III| Countess was alone with her daughter in her carriage, which was
52 II, III| have perceived it. Your daughter resembles you very much,
53 II, III| speaking, she looked at her daughter standing by the image of
54 II, III| flattered, loved, another, her daughter, was taking her place. She
55 II, III| she saw plainly that her daughter was about to become the
56 II, III| intended wholly for her daughter, had moved, astonished,
57 II, III| that, once her dear little daughter should be married, when
58 II, III| hastened away to take her daughter to the studio, where Olivier
59 II, III| hesitating:~“What does your daughter read?”~“Dear me! anything
60 II, III| of terror, gazed at her daughter and the painter. He approached
61 II, III| anything now. Go and find my daughter. Tell her that I am ill;
62 II, III| cannot speak here. Get my daughter and call a cab.”~He had
63 II, III| tears with those of her daughter.~He waited for some time,
64 II, III| I am making love to her daughter? No, that would be too much!”
65 II, III| will fall in love with my daughter!”~He withdrew his hands
66 II, III| beginning to have for my daughter, has not a characteristic
67 II, III| reflect, understand. My daughter resembles me too much, she
68 II, III| reasoning: ‘He loves me; my daughter resembles me; therefore
69 II, III| house almost every day.”~“My daughter’s house will not be mine.
70 II, IV | no doubt, because of her daughter, this reincarnation of herself.
71 II, IV | said the Countess to her daughter.~“What was she doing?”~“
72 II, IV | not altogether that of the daughter, but the face of a woman
73 II, IV | seated the Countess and her daughter before this severe piece
74 II, IV | into the street with her daughter.~They walked for some time
75 II, IV | added brilliancy to her daughter’s beauty, that the Countess
76 II, IV | provoked comparison with her daughter. Who, to-day, among the
77 II, V | home side by side with her daughter. Could it be that Olivier,
78 II, V | herself again beside her daughter.~She suffered, too, in all
79 II, V | unspeakable desire to send her daughter away from her, like a troublesome
80 II, V | herself, to awaken in her daughter’s heart some feeling of
81 II, V | treated Annette like her own daughter. The whole affair, then,
82 II, V | mother, the other to the daughter; and the Countess, opening
83 II, V | Duchess, the Countess, and her daughter exchanged at every meeting
84 II, V | that he is to marry the daughter of your friend?”~“I think
85 II, V | possible she would give her daughter to Farandal. He could not
86 II, V | Countess, annoyed, said to her daughter: “You know that your father
87 II, V | rendered the adolescence of her daughter absolutely dazzling. The
88 II, V | as the inert grace of her daughter, she would no doubt have
89 II, VI | if you had not had your daughter. . . .”~“Hush! My God! Hush! . . .”~
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