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 1 2  | Gaudin, my landlady, could hear no news of her husband.
 2 2  |   entreating her to let me hear the silver sounds of her
 3 2  |   fond of him yourself, to hear you talk,' was Madame Gaudin'
 4 2  |    on without appearing to hear her words: ~" 'My piano
 5 2  |    the basis of credit. To hear him talk, the future was
 6 2  |   frenzy were at hand. ~" 'Hear me, madame. I love you,
 7 2  |   on, 'it was a delight to hear those cruel words you have
 8 2  | shade of my mother, and to hear her voice. What power was
 9 3  |   the scornful smiles, nor hear the caustic comments to
10 3  |  round her dress; he could hear the gracious sounds of the
11 Epi|   as an angel? Can you not hear the beating of her wings