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1       VI|       terrible.~ ~M. Lacheneur had risen from his chair.~ ~“I must
2      XIV|          An old gentleman had just risen, and proposed that active
3     XXIV|          Already she had partially risen from the sofa, and sat regarding
4   XXVIII|         chosen——”~ ~A sob that had risen in his throat choked his
5     XXIX|        well,” said Martial. He had risen and gone to the fireplace
6     XXXI|        With a bound, Lacheneur had risen, wild with despair and horror.
7      LIV| disappeared; the young soldier had risen from the table and was talking