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1      III|   Oiselle was as bright and laughing as in days gone by.~ ~“I
2      VII|  the peasants were secretly laughing and jeering at him.~ ~And
3     XIII| Certainly not,” he replied, laughing. “What should I do there?
4     XVII|    this one evening, when a laughing remark made by the Duc de
5     XXIX| wonder and curiosity; then, laughing heartily, he threw himself
6      XLV|  house now, mocking me, and laughing at my credulity?”~ ~She
7   XLVIII| radiant with youth, gay and laughing. Her naivete was affected,