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 1    I,  I  |       the lightest textiles.”~He walked around her, gently touching
 2    I,  I  |          not recognize, the lady walked across the studio, asking, “
 3    I,  I  |       the Countess appeared. She walked so lightly that he had not
 4    I,  I  |       unreal light.~After he had walked a long time, with rapid
 5    I,  III|        the pretty creatures that walked the streets and all the
 6    I,  III| talkative and communicative.~She walked slowly, chatting to Bertin,
 7    I,  III|     their love.~They had already walked three times around the park,
 8    I,  III|           we must go home.”~They walked slowly toward the Boulevard
 9   II,  II |          set out. The young girl walked in front, amusing herself
10   II,  II |           They spoke no more. He walked on, possessed by them, penetrated
11   II,  II |       him, conducted him, and he walked straight before him, fascinated
12   II,  III|      great central streets, then walked slowly up the Boulevard
13   II,  IV |       Boulevard Malesherbes, and walked more slowly as he approached
14   II,  IV |          with her daughter.~They walked for some time in silence,
15   II,  IV |          an echo of gaiety. They walked quickly through the crowd
16   II,  V  |          hours, perhaps four, he walked straight before him, in
17   II,  V  |         this same studio. He had walked whole nights with his being
18   II,  V  |        the longer he thought, he walked with long strides through
19   II,  V  |          all ages, almost naked, walked slowly about, grave and
20   II,  VI |       him to talk of Annette, he walked along without noticing his
21   II,  VI |   imprisoned within his love. He walked, exhausted by that fit of
22   II,  VI |         she resigned herself and walked toward the desk. On opening