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1 I, I | But do not speak of it, my friend. It is a secret.”~“Oh, yes,
2 I, I | modern style, and as his fair friend reclined upon the divan,
3 I, I | had found merely a good friend, one that would always remain
4 I, I | Then he treated her as a friend, a comrade; he talked to
5 I, II | evening, the house of his friend, where he was to dine in
6 I, II | being, above all else, the friend of princes, of all the princes,
7 I, III| When will you come, my friend? I have not seen you for
8 I, III| discussion.~Rocdiane was his friend, he said; and, though he
9 I, III| unites two lives.”~“My poor friend!” she murmured, full of
10 I, III| Good-by!”~“Good-by, my friend.”~He remained standing,
11 I, III| her hands.~“Good-by, my friend!”~“I love you!”~She gave
12 I, IV | easy attitudes of an old friend who does not stand on ceremony.
13 II, I | Paris, July 20, 11 P. M.~“MY FRIEND: My mother has just died
14 II, I | July 21, 12 M.~“MY POOR FRIEND: I should have gone, notwithstanding
15 II, I | would have done me good, my friend, if anything could~do me
16 II, I | Paris, July 25.~“MY POOR FRIEND: Your grief gives me horrible
17 II, I | me very selfish, my poor friend, to speak to you~in this
18 II, I | Roncieres, July 30.~“MY FRIEND: Thanks for your letter.
19 II, I | this no longer, my dear friend; you must come back, for~
20 II, I | next day.~“Yes, my dear friend, I am at the age when a
21 II, I | alone?’ And I go from one friend to~another, from one handshake
22 II, I | loaf.~You, I have You, my friend, but you do not belong to
23 II, I | Roncieres, August 8th.~“MY FRIEND: I am ill, and so fatigued
24 II, I | extended, exclaiming:~“Ah, dear friend! how happy I am to see you!”~
25 II, I | you, for you are her best friend; while a husband—you know——”~
26 II, II | telegraph to tell you that our friend Bertin leaves for Roncieres
27 II, II | said brokenly,~“Ah, dear friend, dear friend!” finding nothing
28 II, II | Ah, dear friend, dear friend!” finding nothing else to
29 II, II | going away.”~“But, my dear friend,” said she, “we three cannot
30 II, II | mysterious visit of her friend’s last until Sunday, and
31 II, II | now.”~“Then good-night, my friend.”~“Good-night, Countess.”~
32 II, III| knew very well that our friend Bertin would bring you back.
33 II, III| her under the eyes of her friend Olivier.~But the shock had
34 II, III| replied:~“Very well, my friend; we shall be with you at
35 II, III| a study after his little friend decided him. The Reveuse
36 II, III| directly.”~“Thank you, my friend—it is nothing. I have had
37 II, III| secret anguish, escorted his friend, pale and almost swooning,
38 II, III| explain to me, my dear friend, the strange scene that
39 II, III| she said:~“Take care, my friend, or you will fall in love
40 II, III| I do not suspect you, my friend. You were ignorant of what
41 II, IV | enter: “Ah, is it you, my friend?”~“Yes, I felt anxious;
42 II, IV | cigarettes.~“Pray smoke, my friend,” said she; “you know I
43 II, V | familiarity from so old a friend.”~“Come, come!” cried the
44 II, V | closed door.~“Sit down, my friend,” said she softly.~But he
45 II, V | beside him.~“Olivier, my friend, my only friend, I pray
46 II, V | Olivier, my friend, my only friend, I pray you to tell me that
47 II, V | Her voice shook.~“Oh, my friend, my only friend! Is it true
48 II, V | Oh, my friend, my only friend! Is it true that you love
49 II, V | with grief, said:~“Oh, my friend, only tell me that you still
50 II, V | newly-married pair.~“Good-by, my friend.”~“Good-by, my friend.”~
51 II, V | my friend.”~“Good-by, my friend.”~And the portiere fell
52 II, V | marry the daughter of your friend?”~“I think so,” said the
53 II, V | hand, to treat him as a friend, when he longed to kill
54 II, V | guessed the reason for his friend’s haste in having it finished
55 II, V | Helsson and Montrose.”~“Oh, my friend, what a pity! And my mourning?”~“
56 II, V | neglect me meanwhile.”~“No, my friend.”~The impulse he had shown
57 II, VI | mentally offered to his little friend; and he had no longer an
58 II, VI | head on the shoulder of his friend.~“More than you believe!”
59 II, VI | several times:~“Ah, poor friend—poor friend—poor friend!”~
60 II, VI | times:~“Ah, poor friend—poor friend—poor friend!”~Then after
61 II, VI | friend—poor friend—poor friend!”~Then after a moment of
62 II, VI | tone, she said:~“My poor friend! In a few days she will
63 II, VI | me!”~“What can I do, my friend?”~“Do not leave me alone.”~“
64 II, VI | Good-by, Any!”~“Good-by, dear friend. I will come to see you
65 II, VI | Good-by, Any.”~“Good-by, dear friend, till to-morrow.”~“Good-by!”~
66 II, VI | Annette.~“Is he ill, your friend Bertin?” the Duchess inquired. “
67 II, VI | allusion unfavorable to her friend’s talent always threw the
68 II, VI | has just happened. Your friend, the~eminent artist, M.
69 II, VI | grant the desire of our~friend in common, who before daylight
70 II, VI | stammered: “Oh, my poor friend!”~“It is nothing,” said
71 II, VI | He saw the terror of his friend, and sighed: “Here I am
72 II, VI | his teeth: “Oh, my poor friend! my poor friend! What a
73 II, VI | my poor friend! my poor friend! What a frightful misfortune!”~
74 II, VI | simply fulfil her role of friend, her role of woman. Besides,
75 II, VI | listen to him.~“What, my friend?”~“You must make me a promise.”~“
76 II, VI | swear it?”~“I swear it, my friend. But hush, do not talk any
77 II, VI | that fire she beheld her friend leaning with a haggard face
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