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 1     I|         suddenly put his hand to his bosom, and cried with a laugh, "
 2   III|         confided in a whisper to her bosom friends that she had good
 3    IV|           them, even if it be in the bosom[Pg 95] of their families,
 4    IV|              hand, pressed it to her bosom, covered it with kisses,
 5    VI|              and hid her face in her bosom, sobbing loudly.~ ~"Don'
 6    IX|           her face in her daughter's bosom, wept, sobbed, and kissed
 7    IX| distinguished guests as if he were a bosom friend, such a cosmopolitan
 8    IX|            and ravishingly beautiful bosom. And then that face, that
 9    XI|             her head in her friend's bosom, and embraced her tightly;
10   XII|              she concealed it in her bosom, as if to preserve the remaining
11  XIII|          were you I would not have a bosom friend who has the reputation
12  XIII|            Her face was pale and her bosom heaved. It was just at this
13   XVI|            her secret passion in her bosom, suffered in silence at
14  XVII|             pressed them against her bosom, to stifle by force the
15   XIX|      sleeping with his head upon her bosom.~ ~The sick woman raised
16   XIX|         little child nestling on her bosom to the sick woman's lips.
17    XX|             she had hidden it on his bosom in an agony of despairing
18  XXII|    Szentirmay who carried him in her bosom. And every one who saw it[