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1      III|   had eaten nothing for a fortnight,” she told her friends,
2      XVI|  Lacheneur. “I had them a fortnight ago; now I have nothing.
3      XIX| was bound to her.~ ~For a fortnight, indeed, he scarcely left
4     XXXI| long march in less than a fortnight. Until then you must conceal
5    XXXVI|  a French journal about a fortnight old, which had probably
6      XLI|  at the Borderie nearly a fortnight.~ ~When he departed one
7     XLIV|  No, it was not that.~ ~A fortnight before she would not have