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 1    XXIII|      coming to conduct you to the scaffold. Is it not better to die
 2     XXIV|            will meet him upon the scaffold.”~ ~Maurice had been listening,
 3    XXVII|           wrote to the King: ‘The scaffold does not make friends.’”~ ~
 4   XXVIII|           must wrest him from the scaffold. Up, Maurice! up, Marie-Anne!
 5     XXIX|        the prisoner’s behalf. The scaffold was erected, and yet Lavalette
 6    XXXII|          on the very steps of the scaffold, as it were, seemed to him
 7   XXXIII|    execution. When he reached the scaffold, he ascended the steps with
 8    XXXVI| mischief-maker exhibited upon the scaffold~ the audacity for which
 9  XXXVIII|       yours sent my father to the scaffold! How have you rewarded the
10     XLIV|      finally conducted him to the scaffold.~ ~“Jean,” she murmured, “
11     LIII|         who has been bound to the scaffold, and then abandoned by the