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1        I|    smile upon his lips and a gleam of malicious joy in his
2       VI|   much haste to rejoice.~ ~A gleam of pride flashed in M. Lacheneur’
3     VIII|   not waiting for a light to gleam through the panes of that
4     XXIX| Monsieur,” she faltered.~ ~A gleam of hatred, quickly extinguished,
5   XXXIII|     would have made his eyes gleam with delight a week before,
6    XXXIX|     would have discerned the gleam of malice in her father’
7     LIII|  been illumined by the least gleam of reason for ten long years
8       LV|  only a drunken man.~ ~But a gleam of hope illumined Martial’