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 1        X|            of an anxiety which had poisoned his life.~ ~Lacheneur had
 2     XLVI|           s daughter has just been poisoned by Madame Blanche. It was
 3    XLVII|          arm was rigid as iron.~ ~“Poisoned!” he murmured; “poisoned
 4    XLVII|           Poisoned!” he murmured; “poisoned with arsenic.”~ ~He rose
 5    XLVII|    daughter would never be his, he poisoned her that she might not belong
 6    XLVII|           that Marie-Anne had been poisoned by the bouillon, a few drops
 7    XLVII| explanation.~ ~“She was infamously poisoned last evening,” replied the
 8     XLIX|  Chanlouineau, shot.~ ~Marie-Anne, poisoned.~ ~Chupin, the traitor,
 9      LII|            Marie-Anne, and she has poisoned her. Had it not been for
10     LIII|          Chupin.~ ~“It was she who poisoned Marie-Anne,” he said to
11       LV|              Mme. Blanche was dead—poisoned, like Marie-Anne; but she