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1       IV|  fortunes; he understood his own worth.~ ~Much as he was disliked,
2        V| Tuileries, where M. d’Escorval’s worth made him eagerly welcomed.
3        X|          of Sairmeuse, an estate worth more than a million, the
4     XXXI|          dead, he would still be worth a fortune.~ ~Though he died
5     XXXI|    emaciated body would still be worth twenty thousand francs.~ ~
6     XXXI|         My miserable life is not worth such a struggle.”~ ~But
7   XXXIII|          his betrothed.~ ~Was it worth while to break this engagement?
8      XLI|        an unencumbered property, worth from forty to fifty thousand
9     XLVI|          here. This knowledge is worth a fortune, my boy, if you