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1      XII|      motive. A strange scene awaited him. In the broad open space
2       XV|    the one whose coming they awaited.~ ~Just as the light of
3      XIX|  warmth of the greeting that awaited him there, all his anger
4    XXVII|      unpainted wooden chairs awaited the judges; but in the centre
5     XXXV|  mountains.~ ~Frightful news awaited them there. The innkeeper
6     XLIV| where Father Poignot usually awaited her.~ ~When she did go,
7    XLVII| forgot all the comforts that awaited him at the Borderie, in
8      LIV|     as behind a rampart, and awaited the approach of the enemy.~ ~