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1        V|     genius whom he had made his idol totter as if about to fall.~ ~
2     XXXV|        whom they had made their idol, and they rejoiced with
3      XLI| designed as a sanctuary for his idol.~ ~“How he loved me!” murmured
4      XLV|         sumptuous abode for his idol,” said Mme. Blanche, with
5      LIV|    radiant and endowed his lost idol with almost superhuman grace
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