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1 1 |    again almost immediately, smiling, and as if ashamed of their
2 7 |     chicken," he said to me, smiling; "I have no fever, we have
3 8 |     of a moment when she was smiling across at Marguerite to
4 8 |    which she dipped at once, smiling. Then she held it out toward
5 9 |   proper you are!" she said, smiling and giving me her hand. "
6 11|    Yes," said I, not without smiling, as I thought of what Gaston
7 23| others. ~I tried to put on a smiling countenance, and I went