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 1 4 |         lifted the curtain of my window, and saw him get into the
 2 7 |       its songs; and my friend's window opened gaily upon his garden,
 3 7 |          sat talking at the open window, at the hour when the sun
 4 7 |        evening we had sat at the window later than usual; the weather
 5 7 |  Marguerite from the street at a window of one of the large rooms
 6 7 |        did not lose sight of the window for an instant. At one in
 7 8 |       Rue d'Antin?" ~"No. 7. The window of her dressing-room looks
 8 8 |    dressing-room looks on to the window of mine." ~"They say she
 9 8 |      rushed to her dressing-room window. I followed with Gaston
10 8 |         Gaston as she opened the window. We hid ourselves so as
11 8 |         said Marguerite from her window, in almost an imperious
12 8 |            Marguerite closed her window and Prudence hers. Marguerite,
13 11|   stopped. ~"Would you close the window for me?" he said. "I am
14 11|         into bed." ~I closed the window. Armand, who was still very
15 13|        certain. Now, come to the window with me, and let us watch
16 13|     clear." ~Prudence opened the window, and we leaned side by side
17 13| disappeared. Prudence closed the window. At the same instant Marguerite
18 18|          the balcony outside the window, we looked at the moon which
19 18|            she said, leaving the window and going to sit down on
20 19|         will wait for you at the window." ~I sent on Joseph to tell
21 20|        was waiting for me at the window. ~ ~
22 22|       Bougival at eleven. ~Not a window in the house was lighted
23 22|        dressing-room, opened the window, and called Prudence several
24 22|   several times. Mme. Duvernoy's window remained closed. ~I went
25 26|       through the curtains of my window, and watched the life of
26 26|        one lifted his eyes to my window. However, a few young men
27 26|     burst into tears, opened the window, and a few minutes afterward