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1     VIII|       Marie-Anne he saw neither aim nor motive in his existence.
2       XI|   lifted his gun, ready to take aim.~ ~It was not from anything
3    XXVII| secretly, he was delighted. The aim he had had in view was now
4   XXVIII|         permission.~ ~With this aim in view, when sentence of
5     XXXV|     turn in the ditches. Ready! Aim! Fire! And that will be
6    XLIII|       without projects, without aim. Self-consciousness, all
7     XLIX|         child.~ ~Why, with what aim, and who these persons could