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1      XII|  servants will put it all into a cart and carry it to him.”~ ~
2     XXXI|         He would place it on his cart and bear it to Montaignac.
3     XXXI|         supper Chupin sent for a cart; the prisoner, securely
4    XLVII| harnessing his best horse to the cart which was to convey M. d’
5    XLVII|      mattress comfortably in the cart. When this had been done
6    XLVII|       replied the invalid.~ ~The cart, driven with the utmost
7    XLVII|        young Poignot stopped his cart in the road, at the entrance
8    XLVII|       abbe had now overtaken the cart.~ ~“It is very strange that
9    XLVII|      Escorval took a seat in the cart beside her husband; the