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 1 2 |          had, in truth, so pure a cause that anything but a communion
 2 4 |             and by telling me the cause of your suffering. One feels
 3 7 |      laughed. Evidently I was the cause of their mirth, and my embarrassment
 4 12| marvellously beautiful. Was I the cause of this coquetry? Did she
 5 16|       will see that they were the cause of what was to follow. What
 6 18|       Marguerite; I asked her the cause of her trouble, and she
 7 18|          could not discover their cause, I could not fail to see
 8 18|      reason, except some physical cause. Fearing that so monotonous
 9 18|          have explained to me the cause of her sadness. ~Next day
10 19|    letters my father inquired the cause of my silence; in the last
11 19|           questioned me as to the cause of my decision. As I knew
12 21|          My poor friend, I am the cause of all your distress. You
13 21|         make her confess the real cause of her distress, but she
14 22|          mind. There must be some cause, independent of her will,
15 22|         convinced I was that this cause could only be some mishap
16 22|       that, whatever might be the cause of my sorrow, he would share
17 24|      better than any one what its cause and its depth are." ~"It
18 27|           that Marguerite was the cause of it; that during her illness