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1        I|  exactions at Orleans, and the pitiless requisitions that had stripped
2       XI|         and country people are pitiless. He saw this girl, whom
3      XXV|    free! Ah! it is you who are pitiless! I see only too well that
4   XXVIII| exclaimed Marie-Anne, “you are pitiless!”~ ~It seemed to the poor
5      XLV|     but her terrible niece was pitiless.~ ~“Come!” she said, “or
6     XLVI|    armchair.~ ~But Blanche was pitiless.~ ~“You have not seen Martial!
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