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 1 3 |         better than my purse, I wrote down my name, had the book
 2 4 |       very wide when the lawyer wrote to her that she had inherited
 3 4 |         of the two lines that I wrote in it?" ~"I realized at
 4 14|      suffer, and this is what I wrote to her in my most elegant
 5 14|      ask myself by what right I wrote her an impertinent letter,
 6 14|       in my own quarters, and I wrote to Marguerite: ~"Some one,
 7 14|     repents of a letter that he wrote yesterday and who will leave
 8 15|      tear up the letter which I wrote to you and do not make me
 9 16|        did not go; both of them wrote to me frequently, begging
10 17|         as Manon did. ~The duke wrote to her two or three times.
11 17|    could hold out no longer; he wrote and asked that he might
12 18|       but rarely; but she often wrote letters which I never asked
13 18| presented himself, and the duke wrote next day to say that he
14 22|       day off. Perhaps Prudence wrote to her about something important.
15 24|      was seriously ill. ~I then wrote her the letter which she
16 25|      Armand has forgotten me. I wrote to him four times, and he
17 25|        the dream of her life. I wrote all that to Armand, but,
18 25|      insurmountable barrier. ~I wrote to Prudence to say that
19 26|          He opened the drawers, wrote down what he saw, and did
20 27|      returned to Paris, where I wrote this story just as it had