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 1 1|       pines away in a garret for want of a friend, for lack of
 2 1|        mistress' funeral? Do you want to be cured of the gold
 3 1| something. ~"What is it that you want?" asked the old man. ~"Something
 4 1|       apiece at least!" ~"So you want to discount heaven, a thoroughly
 5 1|          no lies! I don't at all want a historical memoir. And,
 6 2|       know me, Raphael. I do not want to make either an advocate
 7 2|      kindness . . . But I do not want to anticipate the state
 8 2|    genius is for ever singing; I want to come, in a logical manner,
 9 2|          sylph who foresaw every want of mine. ~"One evening Pauline
10 2|          security of audacity. I want to see once more that woman
11 2|       elegance must collapse for want of thirty sous. ~"What unrecognized
12 2|       and to reproach me with my want of consideration, and I
13 2|        money about her, and will want to give a dozen francs to
14 2|         scope of your promise: I want to spend this evening by
15 2|         Foedora is killing me, I want to die. My life is intolerable.' ~" '
16 2|       Foedora - Yet no, I do not want Foedora; she is a disease;
17 2|         I am dying of Foedora. I want to forget Foedora." ~"If
18 3|        or 'Will you?' or 'Do you want?' Those words are scratched
19 3|        at me once with a 'Do you want to kill me?' he was so very
20 3|          minutes to twelve." ~"I want Pauline to love me!" he
21 3|        carriage was waiting. ~"I want to go home with you," she
22 3|          with you," she said. "I want to see your own room and
23 3|           cried Valentin, "for I want to be away from you as little
24 3|       again!' What effect do you want to produce? The object of
25 3|         the end proposed. If you want to compress it, a uniform
26 3|        have you determined?" ~"I want any kind of pressure that
27 3|         epigrams amusing; if you want to relieve your mind about
28 3|           several young men, who want to drive you away from the
29 3|         myth, or did they merely want to frighten him? But these
30 3|       where may your grave be? I want to see you as old as father
31 3|        stay, I shall die. Do you want to see me die?" ~"Die?"
32 3|         love you, I adore you, I want you, Pauline! I wish to
33 3|          a corner. ~"What do you want?" she asked. "He is mine,