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1 I, I | before this review of his work —this lack of power to dream
2 I, I | succeed admirably with pastel work.”~“Do you think so?” murmured
3 I, I | to the resemblance of his work.~Another day, when she had
4 I, I | a day lost; he could not work. Then? Well, then he would
5 I, I | slight frown:~“Come, come—work!”~He would begin his work
6 I, I | work!”~He would begin his work again, but within five minutes
7 I, I | face he begged her not to work him any harm. What harm?
8 I, I | expected that of you! Now work, for you are long in finishing
9 I, I | that between them a slow work of reconciliation was going
10 I, I | him inspiration for his work!~It was one evening, after
11 I, II | compliment the model on the work of the painter whenever
12 I, II | apparent qualities of the work, and also of those that
13 I, III| Yes.”~“Then, when do you work?”~“Oh, I work—sometimes;
14 I, III| when do you work?”~“Oh, I work—sometimes; and besides,
15 I, III| decided not to go out, but to work until evening.~It was an
16 I, III| of bringing forth their work in joy. Nothing existed
17 I, III| for him in such hours of work except the piece of canvas
18 I, III| always remembering his work, he murmured, “That is delicious!”
19 I, III| clear-sightedness that all his artistic work seemed commonplace to him,
20 I, III| desire to return home and work, so he retraced his steps
21 I, III| After the long hours of work, when he looked around him,
22 I, III| ugly.”~Then she resumed her work. Upon the two bent heads
23 I, III| fingers. They watched their work with that attention, light
24 I, III| He watched the two women work, bathed in the lamplight,
25 I, III| The Countess took up her work again. Presently Olivier
26 I, IV | dissatisfaction with his own exhibited work, of the success of which
27 I, IV | or when they ceased to work in order to listen to him,
28 II, I | painter! This futile effort to work is exasperating. I~summon
29 II, III| with what she knew of His work, without having a very clear
30 II, III| Mademoiselle Nane, we are going to work together, it seems!”~The
31 II, IV | tobacco. He tried in vain to work. His hand, his eye, and
32 II, IV | dinner, since he could not work at home? The thought of
33 II, IV | animated, and warmed by work; but now, in his hours of
34 II, IV | her eyes, pausing in her work, and fixed her gaze upon
35 II, IV | choose a good and soporific work; but his mind, aroused in
36 II, IV | sweetly, in this pretty work of selection, more captivating
37 II, V | who kept regular hours of work, never breakfasted away
38 II, V | to resume parliamentary work, his only pleasure, talked
39 II, V | abominable, swift and secret work of time filled her soul
40 II, V | other ideas, to continue her work. It was in vain; the prick
41 II, V | and tried to resume her work; but ere she had read two
42 II, V | irremediably the horrible work of fleeting time. She listened
43 II, V | gift from Olivier, a rare work he had discovered; and,
44 II, VI | representatives of this work at the Theatre Lyrique,
45 II, VI | the masters of human art work until death. He looked at
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