Chap.

1        5| was standing in front of a console table, surmounted by a looking
2        5|    the hearth opposite the console table, where a coke fire
3        5|   again. From fireplace to console table Mignon paced, sunk
4       10| Satin vainly endeavored to console her.~“What’s the matter?”
5       12| the thought that she would console him.~“Now look here, be
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