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1       XX|       he demanded.~ ~Chupin tore his hair.~ ~“They are on
2     XXVI| distance.~ ~Mme. dEscorval tore the letter rather than took
3     XXXI|   he could not stanch.~ ~He tore up a pole in one of the
4    XXXIV|     rapid movement, Martial tore the paper from the hands
5    XXXIX|  With a furious gesture she tore her bridal veil and the
6     XLVI|  her intolerable agony, she tore open her dress and drew
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