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 1       VI|    sweet to hear—had never once dropped from their lips.~ ~The audacity
 2       XV|      Sairmeuse and Chanlouineau dropped so incoherently from his
 3     XVII| beginning to despair, when fate dropped the Duc de Sairmeuse and
 4     XXIV|    Maurice tottered, and almost dropped his precious burden. The
 5     XXIV|  drawing-room, she trembled and dropped the priest’s arm, rudely
 6     XXVI|         observing them, hastily dropped these words:~ ~“I have seen
 7     XLII|         moment, then he paused, dropped his gun, and waited.~ ~Aunt
 8      XLV|   replied Marie Anne.~ ~The boy dropped his heavy burden with a
 9     XLIX|     depth of six feet.~ ~A word dropped by a peasant one day put
10      LII|      Aunt Medea, with a shriek, dropped her book, and sank back,
11      LIV|         his hold relaxed and he dropped to the ground.~ ~A ray of