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1 I, I | he hastened toward the door with an appearance of youthful
2 I, I | you to go with me to the door— you know that very well.
3 I, I | would suffice to make the door open, and that the expected
4 I, I | the carriage, closed the door, sank back in one corner,
5 I, I | and the closing of the door, touched by the timid hand
6 I, II | girl of the same stamp, the door of the large drawing-room
7 I, III| old bachelor carries from door to door to his friends,
8 I, III| bachelor carries from door to door to his friends, where he
9 I, III| wrinkles saddened him.~A door opened behind him.~“Good
10 I, III| standing beside the carriage door, then entered quickly the
11 I, III| knee-breeches, pushed open a door, feeling himself suddenly
12 I, III| servant appeared at the door announcing:~“Monsieur de
13 I, III| seconds before the front door, held open by another servant,
14 I, III| footman any longer.~The door was closed softly behind
15 I, IV | leave of the ladies at the door of exit, Madame de Guilleroy
16 II, II | that she did not hear the door open, and was startled when
17 II, II | before the drawing-room door.~He opened his arms to her
18 II, II | Ah, do you remember that door where you passed under my
19 II, III| apartment, he reached the door and departed.~After receiving
20 II, III| had only half-opened her door, as it were.~When she found
21 II, III| rest. She pushed open the door, sighed with satisfaction
22 II, III| mounts guard at a general’s door. Sometimes she had prayed
23 II, III| almost swooning, to the door, feeling her heart throb
24 II, IV | knew those walks from the door to the cabinet, covered
25 II, IV | said she.~She had heard the door open in the outer drawing-room,
26 II, V | and satisfied, when the door was opened before Olivier
27 II, V | draperies over the closed door.~“Sit down, my friend,”
28 II, V | disappeared behind the padded door open before him.~A warm,
29 II, V | keep for himself a friendly door in the new establishment.~
30 II, VI | arrived at the painter’s door, in the Avenue de Villiers,
31 II, VI | the vestibule.~Through the door she asked: “Who is there?”~“
32 II, VI | no more, she opened the door, and found herself facing
33 II, VI | she reached her husband’s door her heart was beating so
34 II, VI | nervous, she kicked the door, and heard a sleepy voice
35 II, VI | found that the painter’s door was open, and that the concierge’
36 II, VI | listened for the sound of the door below being closed, then
37 II, VI | did not stop before the door, whether her husband were
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