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1      XLV|        an hour, and as nothing stirred:~ ~“Let us go nearer,” she
2      XLV|    slow in dissolving, and she stirred it gently for a moment or
3      XLV| skimmed the bouillon, and then stirred it up for some time, to
4    XLVII|     vague presentiment of evil stirred his heart.~ ~“What can this
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