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  1 1|            He came upon a Madonna by Raphael, but he was tired of Raphael;
  2 1|         Raphael, but he was tired of Raphael; a figure by Correggio never
  3 1|              fame. ~"You wish to see Raphael's portrait of Jesus Christ,
  4 1|           sacred names of Christ and Raphael the young man showed some
  5 1|              waken. For this work of Raphael's had the imperious charm
  6 1|           between them. ~"Why, it is Raphael!" ~"Good! we were looking
  7 1|              said the young man that Raphael had all but knocked down. ~"
  8 1|               By fair means or foul, Raphael must go along with his friends
  9 1|           Without listening to them, Raphael looked at the Seine, at
 10 1|                   Are you listening, Raphael?" asked the orator, interrupting
 11 1|              neighbors. ~"Ah!" cried Raphael, "I was thinking, my friends,
 12 1|         deeper than the Seine," said Raphael. ~"Oh, you don't understand
 13 1|         clamor for a war " ~"Emile," Raphael's neighbor called eagerly
 14 1|          chiere lie," he remarked to Raphael as he pointed out the flower-stands
 15 1|         warmed and richly carpeted," Raphael said. "Luxury in the peristyle
 16 1|             merry once more, my dear Raphael. Ah! yes," he went on, "
 17 1|         place at an enormous table. ~Raphael took a last look round the
 18 1|                  No, not now," cried Raphael, "but when he is dead drunk,
 19 1|          said the notary, indicating Raphael. "I thought I heard some
 20 1|             plain Valentin, say you? Raphael DE Valentin, if you please.
 21 1|              a fork flourished above Raphael's head, Emile outlined a
 22 1|             you in dreams at times?" Raphael persisted. ~"There's a statute
 23 1|              of God!" ~"Don't look!" Raphael cried, pouncing upon it. "
 24 1|               Believest thou?" asked Raphael with an unaccountable drunken
 25 1|            What is your name?" asked Raphael. ~"Aquilina." ~"Out of Venice
 26 1|       lineaments misled the friends. Raphael and Emile took the coffee
 27 1|              think like this?" asked Raphael. ~"I myself have been forsaken
 28 1|              the soul within?" cried Raphael. ~"It may be so," Aquilina
 29 1|       without virtue?" Emile said to Raphael. ~Euphrasia's glance was
 30 1|           their reason in this way," Raphael exclaimed. ~"Happy?" asked
 31 1|              Taillefer's rejoinder. ~Raphael's sudden burst of laughter
 32 1|            all creatures." ~"Idiot!" Raphael burst in. "Go on epitomizing
 33 1|              other ever did?" ~"Ah!" Raphael sighed. ~"What a mountebank
 34 1|                You silly fool!" said Raphael. "When has not suffering
 35 1|      plaintive, half amused, he took Raphael's hand. ~
 36 2|            After a moment's silence, Raphael said with a careless gesture: ~"
 37 2|          Emile. ~"Very likely," said Raphael submissively. "I spare you
 38 2|                 When I left school," Raphael went on, with a gesture
 39 2|            The devil take you!" said Raphael. "How are you to enter into
 40 2|            should have pardoned you, Raphael, if you had made use of
 41 2|             claim to your gratitude, Raphael,' he went on, in a kind
 42 2|           You must learn to know me, Raphael. I do not want to make either
 43 2|            very economical, Monsieur Raphael!' ~"The good fellow was
 44 2|         false social position," said Raphael after a pause. "Family ties,
 45 2|           pass sentence on my life," Raphael answered. "If your friendship
 46 2|            to pay close attention to Raphael, whom he watched with a
 47 2|            three years in that way," Raphael answered, with a kind of
 48 2|            spoken, and listened. ~" 'Raphael is much nicer-looking than
 49 2|            to wipe you dry. Monsieur Raphael,' she went on, after a little
 50 2|        violent seizures of passion," Raphael went on, after a moment
 51 2|           Foedora a right to repulse Raphael? Conscience is our unerring
 52 2|            pawnbroker's yourself, M. Raphael,' she answered, 'and yet
 53 2|           coming into some money, M. Raphael,' said the kind mother,
 54 2|              Let us be going!' as to Raphael of Urbino, in old time,
 55 2|      Rastignac's luck - - "Eh, eh! " Raphael exclaimed, interrupting
 56 2|           gradually overwhelmed him. Raphael became excited and elated
 57 2|        benediction! I am the Pope." ~Raphael's vociferations had been
 58 2|         brawler. ~"Silence!" shouted Raphael. "Back to your kennels,
 59 2|              I have it!" ~"Wake up!" Raphael shouted, beating Emile with
 60 2|              flinging his arms round Raphael; "my friend, remember the
 61 2|              Nebuchadnezzar!" ~"But, Raphael, we are in queer company,
 62 2|              the word, Emile carried Raphael off into the dining-room. ~"
 63 2|       exclaimed Emile, as he watched Raphael rummaging busily in the
 64 2|         appeared to be steadier than Raphael's, he drew a line with pen
 65 2|          prolonged revelry, in which Raphael's narrative had been a second
 66 2|               he went on, turning to Raphael, who at the moment was unceremoniously
 67 2|              Flaharty?" ~"Yes," said Raphael mechanically enough; "Barbara
 68 2|     yesterday at dinner " ~Just then Raphael suddenly staggered to his
 69 2|         subservience of fate brought Raphael thoroughly to his senses.
 70 2|       illustration of his own life. ~Raphael looked thrice at the talisman,
 71 2|              lung complaint?" ~"Aha, Raphael! what fun you will have!
 72 2|              FOR NOTHING!" thundered Raphael. ~"Bravo!" Taillefer exclaimed; "
 73 2|                Yes, there are," said Raphael; "they are their own executioners." ~"
 74 2|             banker. ~"Let us drink!" Raphael said, putting the talisman
 75 2|           were rather taken aback by Raphael's behavior, "you must know
 76 2|           all decent feeling." ~"Oh, Raphael dear, I should like a set
 77 2|             I'll cry quits with you, Raphael!" ~"Deeds of gift and no
 78 2|              the cost, Emile?" asked Raphael. ~"A nice excuse!" the poet
 79 2|        believe in your Magic Skin." ~Raphael kept silent, fearing the
 80 3|           the address of the Marquis Raphael de Valentin, in a simple,
 81 3|      splendid mansion. ~"Is Monsieur Raphael in?" the worthy man inquired
 82 3|              melancholy place. ~When Raphael inherited his uncle's vast
 83 3|           intermediary power between Raphael and the world at large.
 84 3|            life were communicated to Raphael. ~"I should like to speak
 85 3|         should like to speak with M. Raphael, sir," said the elderly
 86 3|             seated beside the fire. ~Raphael was reading the paper. He
 87 3|            it was the same look that Raphael had turned upon the Seine,
 88 3|              like that man," thought Raphael to himself. He wanted life
 89 3|           day, pere Porriquet," said Raphael, pressing the old schoolmaster'
 90 3|              work, no doubt?" ~"No," Raphael answered. "Exegi monumemtum,
 91 3|            own interests." ~Too late Raphael recalled to mind the verbose
 92 3|            Since that fatal carouse, Raphael had stifled every least
 93 3|        indifference and selfishness, Raphael sprang to his feet like
 94 3|        hunger, what is that to me?" ~Raphael's face was white with anger;
 95 3|              intentions, my friend," Raphael answered gently. "You would
 96 3|           superb; in the first row. ~Raphael, deep in his own deep musings,
 97 3|              face and hollow eyes of Raphael, melancholy and sad. Emblem
 98 3|              of a five-franc piece. ~Raphael walked slowly along the
 99 3|            and journalists, in fact, Raphael beheld a strange, unearthly
100 3|      attentive observer looking from Raphael to this elderly Adonis would
101 3|           follows the fashions. ~For Raphael this animated puppet possessed
102 3|          That laugh brought out, for Raphael's heated fancy, a strong
103 3|       superstitious thoughts entered Raphael's sceptical mind; he was
104 3|              of Michael Angelo or of Raphael of Urbino: a venerable white-bearded
105 3|          permitted her to squander. ~Raphael recollected the mocking
106 3|              How many old men," said Raphael to himself, "bring an upright,
107 3|             take their places again. Raphael and the old merchant separated.
108 3|              had given him to carry. Raphael knew the despotism to which
109 3|        herself. ~All at once she met Raphael's steady gaze and turned
110 3|            in the minds of kings. In Raphael, therefore, Foedora saw
111 3|           position not very far from Raphael, in a box that had been
112 3|              the delight of watching Raphael's neighbor. ~Valentin noticed
113 3|              unknown fair divinity. ~Raphael's life depended upon a covenant
114 3|           contracted so abruptly. So Raphael was determined not to turn
115 3|            hair came in contact with Raphael's head, giving him a pleasurable
116 3|              draperies, it seemed to Raphael that all her being was suddenly
117 3|          aloes completed the work of Raphael's intoxication. Opposition
118 3|            thought. ~"Pauline!" ~"M. Raphael!" ~Each surveyed the other,
119 3|         petrified with astonishment. Raphael noticed Pauline's daintily
120 3|            hastily, and disappeared. Raphael thought of following Pauline,
121 3|            already. ~"Ah!" exclaimed Raphael, feeling as if a mantle
122 3|           spoke to him. ~"You are M. Raphael de Valentin, are you not?" ~"
123 3|         Gaudin still own the house?" Raphael asked. ~"Oh no, sir. Mme.
124 3|            than she was yesterday." ~Raphael hurried up the staircase
125 3|           with unconcealed delight. ~Raphael went to sit beside her,
126 3|               but in reality? Eh, M. Raphael, is it as it always used
127 3|           loves me!" cried Pauline. ~Raphael felt himself unable to say
128 3|           words, 'He loves me!' O my Raphael! I have millions. You like
129 3|        Seized with a kind of frenzy, Raphael grasped Pauline's hands
130 3|             hands away, laid them on Raphael's shoulders, and drew him
131 3|             one vexation! You are MY Raphael to-day, really my own Raphael,
132 3|        Raphael to-day, really my own Raphael, with that handsome head
133 3|          still, now and always. Why, Raphael, if I give you my fortune,
134 3|               Oh, why are you rich?" Raphael cried; "why is there no
135 3|               take it." ~"Your love, Raphael, your love is all the world
136 3|              one overhear us?" asked Raphael. ~"Nobody," she replied,
137 3|               oil, and even money. O Raphael mine, don't have me for
138 3|              terrible sorrow," cried Raphael. ~"Perhaps you are married?"
139 3|             her hands, and looked at Raphael in an enthusiasm of devotion. ~"
140 3|            you are - you can speak!" Raphael exclaimed. "My heart is
141 3|             my sweet creature," said Raphael in an uncertain voice. "
142 3|           this dear garret again, my Raphael," said Pauline, after two
143 3|             circle of the sciences," Raphael answered. ~"Ah, sir, and
144 3|          separated for a fortnight," Raphael answered. ~"Really! we are
145 3|          DIEU!" she said, looking at Raphael. "Will it always be like
146 3|           the silken bed-curtains in Raphael's room between her fingers. "
147 3|            head on the pillow there. Raphael, tell me, did no one advise
148 3|              himself with happiness, Raphael caught Pauline in his arms. ~"
149 3|              all this nonsense." ~So Raphael gave himself up to the happiness
150 3|     elaborate toilette. ~Pauline and Raphael shunned every one else,
151 3|          joys of spring, Pauline and Raphael were breakfasting together
152 3|        constantly made, she hindered Raphael from perusing the paper;
153 3|             is natural and genuine. ~Raphael, still pretending to read
154 3|              its first ecstasy. When Raphael, absorbed in happy musing,
155 3|              childish scene recalled Raphael to himself. He would have
156 3|        Therewith the gardener showed Raphael the inexorable piece of
157 3|            left. ~"Thanks, Vaniere," Raphael said. "The thing is very
158 3|          cried. ~"Hush, my Pauline," Raphael answered, as he regained
159 3|            between them, she clasped Raphael in a close embrace, and
160 3|            Lay your hand on my back, Raphael mine; I feel a chill like
161 3|                 Mad girl!" exclaimed Raphael. ~"Why that tear? Let me
162 3| extraordinary going on in your mind, Raphael! Do not dissimulate. I shall
163 3|             child went. ~"So!" cried Raphael, when he was alone. "In
164 3|             lies a small pond, which Raphael soon reached. All sorts
165 3|           said one of the keepers to Raphael, who had asked for that
166 3|  consciousness of the "I" within us. Raphael, the student and man of
167 3|           interchange of civilities, Raphael thought it necessary to
168 3|          house in the Rue du Buffon, Raphael submitted the skin to M.
169 3|                But to proceed " said Raphael. ~"This," replied the man
170 3|             large as that map," said Raphael, indicating an open atlas
171 3|              about to ask you, sir," Raphael began, half embarrassed, "
172 3|           preserver of my life," and Raphael took leave of the learned
173 3|             up. ~Quite unconsciously Raphael brought away with him from
174 3|     throughout the ocean of worlds. ~Raphael was well pleased. "I shall
175 3|       straight from the gibbet, when Raphael broke in upon him. He was
176 3|           went on, becoming aware of Raphael's existence. "How is your
177 3|            have lived thus," thought Raphael, as he recalled the learned
178 3|            skin indefinitely," began Raphael, quite of out patience. ~"
179 3|             about that result, sir," Raphael cried, "and you will have
180 3|              a corner of the garden. Raphael stood spellbound, like a
181 3|          blowing through them, as if Raphael had not been present. ~"
182 3|          apparatus, sir," he said to Raphael, with all the gravity of
183 3|              end of the elder stem. ~Raphael was thinking of his piece
184 3|          That is quite clear," cried Raphael. ~"But there is this difference,"
185 3|            Planchette, indicating to Raphael the top of the flower-pot, "
186 3|          That is quite simple," said Raphael. ~Planchette smiled again. ~"
187 3|           provinciales invented it?" Raphael exclaimed. ~"He and no other,
188 3|              skin is expanded," said Raphael, "I promise you to erect
189 3|            Talk of mechanics!" cried Raphael; "isn't it the greatest
190 3|           saloon." ~The next morning Raphael went off in great spirits
191 3|          drew groans from the steel, Raphael passed into a large, clean,
192 3|                The deuce!" exclaimed Raphael. ~Planchette himself slipped
193 3|              a huge pair of bellows. Raphael, Spieghalter, and Professor
194 3|           the grimy expectant crowd. Raphael, looking round on faces
195 3|            Hand it over to me," said Raphael. ~The foreman held it out
196 3|        infernal in the thing!" cried Raphael, in desperation. "Is no
197 3|            was I that asked for it," Raphael answered. ~The mathematician
198 3|             invent substances," said Raphael, "you are obliged to fall
199 3|           skin of an ass, sir," said Raphael. ~"Sir!" said the illustrious
200 3|          substance, sir," he said to Raphael; "it is so extraordinary " ~"
201 3|  extraordinary " ~"A bit!" exclaimed Raphael; "not so much as a hair'
202 3|              Planchette, Japhet, and Raphael, unaware of the flight of
203 3|             It is all over with me," Raphael wailed. "It is the finger
204 3|             raiment, and sat down on Raphael's knee. ~"Love, what gulf
205 3|           you, and let us die," said Raphael. ~"Then let us die," she
206 3|         shaken out for flight, awoke Raphael. ~"For me to die," he said,
207 3|                In this softened mood Raphael's eyes wandered over the
208 3|              made me wake you?" said Raphael. "It was so great a pleasure
209 3|              but not with happiness. Raphael, dear, pray listen to me.
210 3|            She flung both arms about Raphael, drawing in his breath through
211 3|             we are well and strong," Raphael replied, burying his hands
212 3|   unspeakable languor in every vein. Raphael slowly laid himself down,
213 3|              said, trying not to let Raphael see the dreadful forebodings
214 3|                the hideous skeleton. Raphael's face had grown as pale
215 3|           after this wretched scene, Raphael found himself seated in
216 3|              authorities, addressing Raphael. He was a square-headed
217 3|              day occupy yourselves," Raphael replied. ~The great doctor
218 3|              embrasure, was studying Raphael, without saying a word.
219 3|         handing the piece of skin to Raphael as he spoke, "the shriveling
220 3|             languidly, that at times Raphael thought that their attention
221 3|              they decided to go into Raphael's study to exchange their
222 3|         deliberate in his presence. ~Raphael gave way before their custom,
223 3|             is the good of science?" Raphael moaned. "Here is my recovery
224 3|            save his life; so that " ~Raphael abruptly left the passage,
225 3|          milk in the cocoanut," said Raphael, with a smile, as he led
226 3|           human science. Believe me, Raphael, we effect no cures; we
227 3|              the salons of the Club. Raphael remained alone by a window
228 3|         phrase was uttered grated on Raphael's ears; it fell on them
229 3|          given some serious offence. Raphael, who had never quite managed
230 3|            me away from the place." ~Raphael rose and walked about the
231 3|             be watching the dancers. Raphael feared lest he might have
232 3|          apparent in its entirety to Raphael's eyes. A glance into the
233 3|       thoughts as these welled up in Raphael's heart with the suddenness
234 3|              interest in his health. Raphael felt a thrill of joy at
235 3|               after a long talk with Raphael, "I can dispel your uneasiness
236 3|            would have completely won Raphael over; but he was too profoundly
237 3|           daily renewed persecution! Raphael accepted the challenge,
238 3|              smile that lurked about Raphael's mouth, and took his leave
239 3|      landscape all around him, could Raphael endure the burden laid upon
240 3|             the end of the lake; but Raphael liked to look at the opposite
241 3|            No one took any notice of Raphael as the boat passed, except
242 3|              back a pace or two from Raphael, as if her reputation had
243 3|             But, mademoiselle," said Raphael, smiling, "please explain
244 3|            her, mademoiselle?" cried Raphael. ~"True," the old maid answered.
245 3|              and helps the unhappy," Raphael thought, and sat himself
246 3|           they lowered their voices, Raphael easily guessed that he had
247 3|          exceedingly bad form," said Raphael drily. ~"I am not joking,"
248 3|             did you study medicine?" Raphael inquired. ~"I took my bachelor'
249 3|            rejoiced their instincts. Raphael, alone among this hostile
250 3|          between the two champions. ~Raphael left the room in the character
251 3|        victorious could reach Lyons. Raphael must now either take to
252 3|           the first place, to assist Raphael to alight; he supported
253 3|            slept all night, sir;" so Raphael greeted his antagonist. ~
254 3|             was something strange in Raphael's bearing, tone, and gesture;
255 3|          Confused voices interrupted Raphael at this point. All the time
256 3|              the surgeon, addressing Raphael. ~"Gentlemen, I am fulfilling
257 3|           man who acted as second to Raphael's antagonist; "you are putting
258 3|        thither by a cruel curiosity. Raphael was either trying his power
259 3|            the surface of the water; Raphael fired at random, and shot
260 3|           grow greater by its means. Raphael had had everything in his
261 3|              league from the village Raphael discovered a nook where
262 3|             corner of the earth. ~As Raphael reached it, he noticed several
263 3|              other side of the house Raphael saw a sort of barricade
264 3|       masterpiece due to chance. ~As Raphael reached the place, the sunlight
265 3|         filled the lonely place gave Raphael a sensation that was almost
266 3|         showing their moist noses to Raphael, stared stupidly at him,
267 3|              slab of granite near to Raphael, and stayed there a moment,
268 3|             met in her. ~She greeted Raphael, and they began to talk.
269 3|        figures. As he went out again Raphael noticed a man half-way up
270 3|             and this countryside was Raphael's sick-bed. ~Who has not,
271 3|             without a care or a wish Raphael led for some days' space.
272 3|              shadow of the altar, so Raphael made an effort to slip into
273 3|             is, a paschal lamb " ~As Raphael's voice had grown too weak
274 3|           whatever about my health," Raphael went on. ~"Yes, my Lord
275 3|              Marquis before he went, Raphael read his own death-warrant.
276 3|           hours of the next morning, Raphael climbed the crags, and sat
277 3|                That is enough," said Raphael. ~"Take my arm, sir." ~"
278 3|          affront. In the centenarian Raphael saw triumphant pity, a wondering
279 3|         vivid and decided colors. In Raphael's soul this compassion produced
280 3|            of the peasants with whom Raphael was living; he scarcely
281 3|              to be in holiday trim. ~Raphael could not repress an angry
282 3|          like a fantastic picture of Raphael's wish. The heavy rain was
283 3|           was so natural, that, when Raphael had looked out and seen
284 3|          This really is a flight, my Raphael. How is it? No one can tell
285 3|            have never complained, my Raphael! If you have left me so
286 3|            this ignorance of your " ~Raphael laid the scorched scrap
287 3|                Horace came and found Raphael in bed. ~"Can you prescribe
288 3|          your food." ~"A few hours!" Raphael broke in; "no, no! I only
289 3|          divert him!" ~For some days Raphael lay plunged in the torpor
290 3|          flung a door suddenly open. Raphael was all at once dazzled
291 3|      intoxication of the moment. ~As Raphael's death-pale face showed
292 3|        strange vision was complete. ~Raphael felt a caressing pressure
293 3|              the despair of science, Raphael, in his slumber, became
294 3|       through sorrow and separation. Raphael remained bewildered by the
295 3|           everything!" she cried, as Raphael opened his eyes. "I have
296 3|          well " ~"Go! go! leave me," Raphael muttered at last. "Why do
297 3|             Is it all an illusion?" ~Raphael drew the little bit of skin
298 3|            light which she shed over Raphael and the talisman, she scanned
299 3|           beauty of love and terror, Raphael was no longer able to control
300 3|     unspeakable anguish; she read in Raphael's eyes the vehement desire
301 3|             her exceeding beauty met Raphael's intoxicated eyes, his