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 1 1 |      king, Louis XIII, whom God preserve! Sometimes their play degenerated
 2 2 |       ears from time to time to preserve their delicate pink transparency.
 3 6 |     tomorrow." ~"Till then, God preserve your Majesty!" ~However
 4 13|      cried the commissary, "and preserve absolute secrecy. You understand!" ~
 5 19|       contrary, I am desired to preserve the profoundest mystery." ~"
 6 25|      heart, Planchet, you shall preserve your reputation as a veracious
 7 28|         particularly anxious to preserve the harnesses." ~"Stake
 8 29|       you wrote me, and which I preserve engraved in my memory." ~
 9 40| perceive with pleasure that you preserve the souvenir she gave you." ~
10 40|  cardinal, then, was seeking to preserve him from some misfortune
11 42| preserved us hitherto, God will preserve us still." ~"Yes, we. Besides,
12 45|      She thought it was best to preserve silence, to discreetly set
13 48|          the cardinal, whom God preserve for the happiness of France
14 67|      and be wise if you wish to preserve your heads." ~Rochefort