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 1   Pres         | latter being the author's own favorite and, strangely enough, the
 2      I,     III|  apartments, which became the favorite lodgings of the young men
 3      I,     III|       M. Cambray recognized a favorite air - Beethoven's symphony, "
 4    III,       I|    Blue was the little maid's favorite color; but she was not permitted
 5    III,       I|    for the hundredth time her favorite "Robinson Crusoe."~ ~And
 6    III,     III|   weather," said Marie to her favorite cat, who was dozing on her
 7    III,      IV| little maid took leave of her favorite element. The hot tears gushed
 8     IV,     III|  resting against her arm. Her favorite cat was lying at her feet,
 9      V,      II|   with wide sleeves - Marie's favorite costume.~ ~"It is I, Herr
10     IX,       I|  because he had prevented his favorite from coming to his pestilential
11      X,     III|     the piano, arrayed in her favorite blue gown. Her transparent
12      X,     III|  continued to murmur to their favorite who was sleeping peacefully