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1 1|         s prattle and shopman's empty talk seemed like the petty
2 2|      curtains. ~" 'Life is very empty,' the countess went on. '
3 3|          in a box that had been empty hitherto. A murmur of admiration
4 3|       movement, space is but an empty meaningless word. Like space,
5 3|        idea, Planchette took an empty flower-pot, with a hole
6 3| passages, and so into the large empty flower-pot. ~"This apparatus,
7 3|    alone with Planchette in the empty workshop. ~"There is certainly
8 3|       festivity, fevered dreams empty of all delight, firewood