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1 9 |     flinging herself on the sofa and motioning to us to sit
2 10|     She lay back on a great sofa, her dress undone, holding
3 10| hand which was lying on the sofa. ~"Ah! it is you," she said,
4 15|   Marguerite, seated on the sofa, was meditating. I went
5 15|   threw herself back on the sofa, and to stifle a slight
6 18|    going to sit down on the sofa at the other end of the
7 24|  hat, she flung them on the sofa, and began hurriedly to