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 1  1,2|         tears to Pascal's eyes. "My God!" he exclaimed, "to be reduced
 2  1,2|     rejoinder, but mentally thanked God. She had read her son's
 3  3,1|       cheeks. "What have I done, my God! that I should be so cruelly
 4  5,2|             so! Give me courage, my God!" ~ ~
 5  6,2|        crisis, and which falls like God's blessing upon a tortured
 6  6,2|           Then - what is it? Oh, my God! you frighten me." ~"What
 7  6,2|   apparition, she exclaimed: "O, my God!" ~A bitter smile curved
 8  6,4|       compel me to assert my claim. God only knows how much I had
 9  7,3| misunderstood this movement. "Great God!" she exclaimed, "he spurns
10  7,3|           of your honor to him!' My God! If women thought of this,
11  7,3|         that you had been deceived. God knows that it was not my
12  7,4|          devote himself to her. "My God!" she faltered, "is this
13  9,2|          received a heavy blow. "My God! a letter from the Marquis
14  9,2|    furniture of her apartment. ~"My God!" exclaimed Marguerite,
15 10,4|         what it leads to? It's only God's protecting care that has
16 12,1|            a life of infamy.' Great God! how does this woman dare
17 12,2|             fault? No - I only pray God that you may never have
18 12,3|            a despicable woman? No - God be praised! the day when
19 12,3|            her enthusiastic love of God, her hatred of evil, and
20 13,2|          last days in peace, or, as God hears me, I'll let my family
21 13,4|             be immoral, he may defy God and the devil, but it is
22 14,4|             marquis to be a perfect god. ~Accordingly, as he hastened
23 15,1|       longer free! Ah! why does not God allow a man's face to reflect
24 15,2|          brother is dead!' Almighty God! I thought I should die
25 15,2|           accept it; and before the God who is looking down upon
26 15,3|       sophistries. Remembering that God has said to woman: To follow
27 15,4|            into tears, and thanking God for freeing me from such
28 15,6|          Marquis de Valorsay." ~"My God! do you know him?" ~"He
29 18,1|                                1~"O God! send Pascal to my aid,"
30 18,3|        whiter than his shirt. "Good God!" he exclaimed in a tone
31 18,3|             dead than alive. "Great God! what is coming now?" she
32 18,5|    explanation." ~"Marguerite! Good God! you repulse me. After all
33 19,3|          believe me guilty?" ~"Good God! I suspect you!" ~"Then
34 19,4|          exclaimed. "Ah! blessed be God who inspired me, and who