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  1        I|         Prussian officer? He had come, perhaps, to announce the
  2        I|     their voices; “whence do you come in such haste?”~ ~“From
  3       II|       belong? From whence did it come?”~ ~The unhappy man had
  4       II|               She motioned me to come nearer, and to kneel beside
  5       II|        Sairmeuse,” he faltered, “come what may——”~ ~He paused
  6       IV|       had the impudence— Let him come in, old woman, let him come
  7       IV|      come in, old woman, let him come in.”~ ~Bibiaine retired,
  8       IV|       here, it is only because I come to restore to you the deposit
  9        V|         But this time he had not come to Escorval of his own free
 10        V|   deferred—that it should surely come.~ ~And it was not mere angry
 11        V|          I could never induce to come and live at Sairmeuse, died,
 12       VI|     Lacheneur; “and the day will come when you will bless the
 13       VI|       farmer raised his head.~ ~“Come up,” shouted Lacheneur; “
 14       VI|          make up his mind not to come prowling around my vineyard!”~ ~
 15       IX|          the night.~ ~“If I have come,” she continued, “it is
 16     XIII|          be.~ ~“At last you have come,” he said; “we were waiting
 17     XIII|       when she was asking her to come and spend an afternoon at
 18      XIV| unfortunate man, who, in days to come, would be compelled to reproach
 19      XVI|          door of the cottage.~ ~“Come in!” said a voice.~ ~The
 20      XVI|  forgotten our old friendship? I come to you——”~ ~The brow of
 21      XVI|             Why, I have but just come, my dear friend.”~ ~M. Lacheneur
 22      XVI|       reason of your coming. You come to ask me again for Marie-Anne.
 23      XVI|        petrified.~ ~“He dares to come here!” he thought. “How
 24      XVI|        my friend, you will never come here again—never—by night
 25      XVI|          that I am dying, do not come. This house is fatal. And
 26      XVI|       inevitable Aunt Medea, had come to play the spy.~ ~
 27     XVII|          his friend. She saw him come; then, after a little, Martial
 28     XVII|        compared with what was to come. A third wagon appeared,
 29     XVII|        exclaimed Mlle. Blanche. “Come, aunt, at once!”~ ~Had Marie-Anne,
 30     XVII|       must go. Good-by, my dear. Come, Aunt Medea.”~ ~She departed,
 31    XVIII|       arouse suspicion. You must come here only at night, and
 32       XX|        and go and tell my son to come here without a moment’s
 33      XXI| foreseeing, perhaps, what was to come, he added, in a tone of
 34      XXI|    hundred retired officers will come to open the gates of the
 35      XXI|      really believe that it will come to pass. Do you really suppose
 36      XXI|        to return to their homes. Come, Abbe; come quickly!”~ ~
 37      XXI|         their homes. Come, Abbe; come quickly!”~ ~And they departed
 38     XXII|   excuses. Vain hope! He did not come; he did not even condescend
 39     XXII|          here until the peasants come up, and say to them that
 40     XXII|          were futile.~ ~They had come in the hope of arresting
 41    XXIII|      your weapons in your hands? Come—right about. Follow me!
 42    XXIII|        all hesitation.~ ~“I have come to fight,” he exclaimed, “
 43    XXIII|      trying to drag her away.~ ~“Come!” said he, “come!”~ ~But
 44    XXIII|        away.~ ~“Come!” said he, “come!”~ ~But she refused.~ ~“
 45    XXIII|        and agility. No one dared come within reach of those brawny
 46     XXIV|         torches, my friends, and come with me, for you will aid
 47     XXIV|       which they were guilty.~ ~“Come, Madame,” said he, leading
 48     XXIV|          and you, also, Maurice, come!”~ ~It was with the silent
 49     XXIV|       instructions.”~ ~“Let them come,” replied Maurice. “I am
 50      XXV|      courtyard. The abbe cried: “Come, let us start.” Mme. d’Escorval
 51     XXVI|  commence their efforts anew had come.~ ~The abbe announced that
 52     XXVI|       chamber.~ ~Maurice cried: “Come in,” and M. Laugeron instantly
 53     XXVI|      assembling, make haste.”~ ~“Come!” he said to Maurice, “I
 54    XXVII|        attention and efforts had come.~ ~To convict and condemn
 55    XXVII| perfectly natural that he should come to me for consolation after
 56   XXVIII|         Why did not this thought come to me sooner? We must start
 57   XXVIII|           he knew that she would come.~ ~And he waited, counting
 58     XXIX|     leave France, and they shall come and live near you. Jean
 59     XXIX|          your presence here. You come to ask mercy for Monsieur
 60     XXIX|          The decisive moment had come—the life of the baron hung
 61     XXIX|       motionless as a statue.~ ~“Come, my good girl,” said he, “
 62     XXIX|    expedient.~ ~“Why did you not come to me before judgment was
 63      XXX|         mother.~ ~But they might come yet. He consulted his watch.
 64      XXX|         up, saying:~ ~“They have come at last!”~ ~He was mistaken;
 65      XXX|        gave me an opportunity to come here unobserved. No one
 66      XXX|      tell you all, but not here. Come, come!”~ ~They went out,
 67      XXX|         all, but not here. Come, come!”~ ~They went out, locking
 68      XXX|        Some of them, indeed, did come to the door and look in,
 69      XXX|          The decisive moment had come. Bavois took the counterpane
 70     XXXI|    telling the other that he had come to Montaignac to give Mlle.
 71     XXXI|   reproach.~ ~“Nonsense! let him come all the same,” said the
 72     XXXI|         he murmured:~ ~“Let them come; I am ready for them. No,
 73     XXXI|          of money induced him to come a little nearer.~ ~“You
 74     XXXI|         man!” exclaimed Chupin. “Come, comrades!”~ ~And now the
 75     XXXI|         quickly to Lacheneur.~ ~“Come, sir,” said he, “let us
 76     XXXI|           I should not complain; come what may, I have deserved
 77     XXXI|       crying to the soldiers:~ ~“Come—are we going to spend the
 78    XXXIV|        the staircase, saying:~ ~“Come—you shall see.”~ ~Martial’
 79     XXXV|         to spur on his courage. “Come, my friend, spit on your
 80     XXXV|         man,” he said, sadly.~ ~“Come nearer, my good fellow;
 81   XXXVII|       just arrived; they wish to come up.”~ ~In three bounds the
 82  XXXVIII|     haughty nobleman whom he had come to insult.~ ~But Martial’
 83  XXXVIII|          he wondered what was to come.~ ~He soon knew.~ ~Leaning
 84  XXXVIII| Lacheneur suddenly paused.~ ~“To come so far for a simple yes
 85  XXXVIII|       supplicating tones; “Jean, come back —listen to me!”~ ~No
 86    XXXIX|        made an heroic attempt to come to the rescue.~ ~With her
 87    XXXIX|       the neighborhood. They had come—very well! They had fled—
 88    XXXIX|         the disgrace that was to come.~ ~Still he tried to deceive
 89       XL|     guided me in making them.~ ~“Come to Montaignac, then, the
 90      XLI|     kind-hearted old man who had come to her relief.~ ~He remained
 91     XLII|        that they have a right to come to me with their money in
 92     XLII|        if to bar my passage.~ ~“‘Come,’ said he, ‘you must come
 93     XLII|        Come,’ said he, ‘you must come and join me.’ He was armed
 94     XLII|          laugh.~ ~“Well, we have come to it at last,” he said,
 95     XLIV|     physician at Vigano, who had come to Marie-Anne’s aid, was
 96     XLIV|  persuasion that he consented to come to the Borderie.~ ~It was
 97     XLIV|         brother! Why did you not come sooner? Now, I have you
 98      XLV|             What is that to you? Come!”~ ~Mme. Blanche was going
 99      XLV|  terrible niece was pitiless.~ ~“Come!” she said, “or I will leave
100      XLV|           Now, our gentleman can come.”~ ~“At what hour will he
101      XLV|         Mademoiselle, for having come to meet me and aid me with
102      XLV|   Blanche de Courtornieu’s will. Come what would, she was a murderess.~ ~
103      XLV|        it.~ ~“What if she should come in here!” thought Blanche.~ ~
104     XLVI|      herself, bitterly. “He will come too late.”~ ~And as Marie-Anne
105     XLVI|      near at hand, it would have come too late.~ ~Marie-Anne felt
106     XLVI|         dawdle here; someone may come in. Let us make haste.”~ ~
107     XLVI|          to talk,” said Chupin. “Come, I will lead the way.”~ ~
108     XLVI|       manifested some energy.~ ~“Come!” she shrieked, wild with
109     XLVI|        dragging her niece away. “Come— he is dead!”~ ~Not quite.
110    XLVII|          When will the happy day come?”~ ~It came at last. During
111    XLVII|       who would risk anything to come and tell us.”~ ~He was so
112    XLVII|           he sighed, “so I obey. Come, Poignot, my boy, take me
113    XLVII|               But whence does he come? Why have we received no
114    XLVII|         you; be prudent—and now, come in.”~ ~They entered the
115    XLVII|       said: ‘To-morrow they will come for us.’ But they did not
116    XLVII|        for us.’ But they did not come.~ ~“We were kindly treated.
117   XLVIII|          out, that no one should come to her room, on any pretext
118   XLVIII|       her own firmness.~ ~Having come to this conclusion, she
119   XLVIII|       Blanche, eagerly. “Who has come?”~ ~“Ah, Madame—that is,
120     XLIX|        had, in common parlance, “come to a bad end.”~ ~Victors
121        L|        Medea is hungry, she will come down and take her place
122       LI|         way; but now my turn has come!”~ ~Blanche was so amazed
123      LII|          his younger brother had come to Paris in pursuit of him,
124      LII|     declared that he disliked to come to the Hotel de Sairmeuse,
125      LII|         a day or two there would come a letter bidding her bring
126     LIII|          wish to make my escape. Come to~ ~Brest; you can visit
127     LIII|          all hope in the life to come. God will punish you. You,
128     LIII|       his death.~ ~“My turn will come!” she thought.~ ~The Baron
129     LIII|       Seine; Abbe Midon, who had come to Paris with Maurice, and
130      LIV|        the duchess that she must come to the Poivriere Sunday
131      LIV|        the Widow Chupin, who had come downstairs on hearing the
132       LV|         have the proof I desire. Come, Papa Absinthe, let us hurry
133       LV|  wine-shop. Lecoq called him.~ ~“Come, my boy,” said he; “I wish