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 1    I,  I  |       noting her attention to his words, and was touched to have
 2    I,  I  |            by a few coldly polite words, that he was not one to
 3    I,  II |      excusing himself in unctuous words for having left them alone.~“
 4    I,  II |  exchanged only a few unimportant words with her, then seated himself
 5    I,  III|         side, or exchanging a few words with her and of mingling
 6    I,  III| salutations, smiles, and friendly words, as the wheels touched.
 7    I,  III|      their voices, followed their words, felt the movement of the
 8    I,  III|   reminders of her, her gestures, words, and kisses. He recalled
 9    I,  IV |  reanimated, cheered by her sweet words, he began again to chat
10   II,  II |           bearer of a few written words that might wound her as
11   II,  II |         of the dead, her familiar words, her face in earlier days,
12   II,  II |        these things. There are no words to express them.”~He repeated
13   II,  II |      utterance of the consecrated words of the Pater Noster and
14   II,  II |         of the plants than in the words he spoke. He experienced
15   II,  II |         comfortably, spoke gentle words to him, laid him on his
16   II,  III|        little, after a few tender words and inquiries, another current
17   II,  III|       trying to guess at what his words implied. She caught at the
18   II,  III|       moments; then, choosing his words, he said:~“Yes, it is possible
19   II,  IV |           followed, a struggle of words and arguments, which ended,
20   II,  IV |          and murmured in distinct words of admiration as they passed.
21   II,  V  |          as always, with the same words, the same voice, the same
22   II,  V  |         do without you.”~His next words escaped him so quickly that
23   II,  V  |        the Count had spoken a few words.~His attention, aroused
24   II,  VI |            and behind the trivial words of the libretto, through
25   II,  VI |           his own name, and these words at the end of a sentence
26   II,  VI |          he arose murmuring those words, which remained on his lips: “
27   II,  VI |            caressed with friendly words. So he went, as usual, to
28   II,  VI |        content; but no fatigue of words, or even of thoughts. I
29   II,  VI |         she seemed to breathe her words upon it, she whispered:~“
30   II,  VI |           as one can know the few words that have represented to