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1 I| I suppose you mean your mother?"~ ~"Yes, yes, of course! 2 I| Yes, yes, of course! My mother, that's it! Well, my mother 3 I| mother, that's it! Well, my mother was a noble dame, and well-educated, 4 I| betimes, and I went with my mother to Paris. My name displeased 5 III| Have you neither father nor mother?"~ ~"I have no belongings 6 III| never seen either father or mother."~ ~"Then stop where you 7 IV| How their father and mother rejoiced in their beauty! 8 IV| Fanny stole a glance at her mother and sisters, and meeting 9 IV| want to stay here with my mother and sisters."~ ~"With your 10 IV| and sisters."~ ~"With your mother and sisters, eh? and become 11 VIII| and wretchedness - her mother and sisters. If she were 12 IX| unfortunate Mrs. Meyer, Fanny's mother," sobbed the woman in the 13 IX| know what an unfortunate mother I am. Oh, oh, Mr. Boltay, 14 IX| horrible torture it is for a mother who has bad daughters - 15 IX| dear husband? But, sir, a mother's heart is never entirely 16 IX| she would look at her poor mother? Would she be ashamed at 17 IX| said he to the weeping mother, "don't take on so! You 18 IX| too generous to spurn her mother in adversity. I'll take 19 IX| Mrs. Meyer (the girl's own mother!) should artfully worm her 20 IX| which might have impeded her mother's embraces. Teresa, too, 21 IX| whereupon the sensitive mother hid her face in her daughter' 22 IX| affectionate towards your mother! So far from avoiding, do 23 IX| outside. So Fanny invited her mother to come and spend the night 24 IX| she not? she was her own mother! She looked at her often, 25 IX| well. She knew what her mother was talking about, what 26 IX| Ay, ay! the best thing a mother could do for her daughter 27 IX| to communicate, that her mother had come to her as a tempter.~ ~" 28 IX| elbows, and listened to her mother's conversation with something 29 IX| waited to see what else her mother was going to say. Presently 30 IX| daughter deserved that her mother should take a little trouble 31 IX| account.~ ~Fanny and her mother were alone over their coffee. 32 IX| coffee. Fanny had wished her mother good morning and kissed 33 IX| from time to time at her mother, who never once ceased praising 34 IX| said the girl, taking her mother's hand (she was no longer 35 IX| the coffee-spoon.~ ~"Yes, mother; sixty thousand florins 36 IX| not make a fool of her old mother. She is, indeed, my own 37 IX| were wild to know how their mother had fared.~ ~It took Mrs. 38 IX| woman, whom I cannot call mother without a feeling of horror, 39 IX| found it. It was in her mother's handwriting. The rich 40 IX| to steal a march upon her mother, and look after the lucrative 41 IX| indeed if she had wiped her mother out of the reckoning altogether!~ ~ 42 IX| bitter grief and anguish a mother's heart has to contend with!~ ~ 43 X| might look upon as a dear mother - not another Mrs. Meyer, 44 X| Meyer, but a dear ideal mother such as all good people 45 X| good people imagine every mother to be! how she longed, too, 46 X| be her surest support - a mother's advice, a mother's guidance. 47 X| support - a mother's advice, a mother's guidance. Oh, a mother' 48 X| mother's guidance. Oh, a mother's watchful providence is 49 X| it. Alas! to speak of a mother before her was to cause 50 X| makes up for the loss of a mother."~ ~Shortly afterwards old 51 XVI| there Count Gergely with his mother, young Eugene Darvay, the 52 XVI| offer, and promised her dear mother, worthy Mrs. Meyer, that 53 XIX| John Kárpáthy had become a mother. A son was born to her.~ ~ 54 XIX| desire to go back to his mother. Enough of caresses then, 55 XIX| brought him back to his mother, whereupon the good gentleman 56 XIX| on sleeping again.~ ~The mother put it back on Flora's breast, 57 XIX| whispered to her -~ ~"Be a mother to my child."~ ~Flora could 58 XXI| said these words: 'Be a mother to my child!' I have not 59 XXI| good father, what a good mother, you will inherit!~ ~"And 60 XXII| as if she were really its mother.~ ~Happy child!~ ~The good