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  1        I|           me a favor?’ Naturally I replied: ‘Yes.’ Whereupon he placed
  2        I|           you to that trouble,” he replied; “he will be here in less
  3        I|       Pardon! he did not tell me,” replied Father Chupin; “but one
  4        I|                Yes, that is true,” replied Chanlouineau; “and if the
  5       II|        shook his head sadly, as he replied:~ ~“If I can only insure
  6       II|        what Chupin said to me?” he replied, slowly. “The Duc de Sairmeuse
  7       II|          you all, my daughter,” he replied, “and you shall judge. You
  8      III|           in this post-chaise,” he replied. “When they know——”~ ~Shouts
  9      III|        Bibiaine.~ ~“Upon my word,” replied Martial, “I must confess
 10      III|            great honor for me,” he replied, in a more than reserved
 11       IV|               Monsieur Lacheneur,” replied the priest, with very evident
 12       IV|          have done your duty,” she replied; “it is those who have not
 13        V|          this, Monsieur le Baron,” replied the unfortunate man in a
 14        V|           smiled sadly.~ ~“Oh,” he replied, “we are not as destitute
 15       VI|            him.~ ~“Marie-Anne,” he replied, slowly, “knows her duty
 16       VI|           and ascertain——”~ ~“Go,” replied the baron, quietly; “but
 17       VI|         They are not fighting,” he replied; “they are amusing themselves.
 18       VI|       hesitated for a moment, then replied, somewhat brusquely:~ ~“
 19     VIII|          have nothing to fear,” he replied, quickly; “I heard Marie-Anne
 20       XI|           cap with his finger, and replied:~ ~“It is true—I have lost
 21       XI|          have been broken off,” he replied, “believe me, Monsieur d’
 22       XI|       Marie-Anne.~ ~“My right,” he replied, “is that of friendship.
 23       XI|          Martial had concluded, he replied, respectfully, but coldly,
 24      XII|            boy?”~ ~“Yes,” promptly replied the youth, who had heard
 25      XII|             can you not guess?” he replied. “It is very simple, however.
 26     XIII|     drawing-room with our cousin,” replied the marquis, in an indifferent
 27     XIII|           seen her, Mademoiselle,” replied Martial, quietly.~ ~“Is
 28     XIII|        Blanche.~ ~“Yes, very,” she replied.~ ~This aunt, or cousin,
 29     XIII|                 Certainly not,” he replied, laughing. “What should
 30     XIII|         duke is not to blame,” she replied, gently; “he offered us
 31      XIV|        Escorval is not my friend,” replied Martial, in a voice which
 32       XV|            in love,” M. d’Escorval replied, with a despairing gesture. “
 33      XVI|           in a calm voice that she replied:~ ~“Maurice knows that it
 34      XVI|           and it was the baron who replied:~ ~“Why, I have but just
 35      XVI|                I am very busy,” he replied, with a very evident reluctance.~ ~“
 36      XVI|               I admit nothing,” he replied. “And yet I wish to reassure
 37     XVII|          alliance, and what he had replied.~ ~Her voice was meek, her
 38     XVII|           Yesterday, my child,” he replied, “the Duc de Sairmeuse formally
 39     XVII|        everything is settled,” she replied, as she made her escape
 40     XVII|           Medea.~ ~“Let me alone!” replied Mlle. Blanche, angrily; “
 41     XVII|          relative.~ ~Mlle. Blanche replied that she had not made the
 42     XVII|            moment, but at last she replied, or rather stammered:~ ~“
 43    XVIII|          and to my entreaties,” he replied, sadly. “Nothing remains
 44    XVIII|         suspicions,” M. d’Escorval replied; “but only suspicions. It
 45      XXI|  Everything has been arranged,” he replied, “and they are expecting
 46      XXI|           s eye.~ ~“My mother,” he replied, “would rather weep for
 47     XXII|          You will know to-morrow,” replied Chanlouineau. “Until then,
 48     XXII|       young girl, you should say,” replied Blanche, with a sneer.~ ~
 49     XXII|          from two thousand throats replied:~ ~“Forward!”~ ~They unfurled
 50    XXIII|           No discharge of musketry replied to the first fusillade.
 51    XXIII|            servant.~ ~“Very well,” replied the duke. “I will seek him
 52    XXIII|          be jesting, Monsieur,” he replied.~ ~The young man’s words
 53    XXIII|        usual careless tone that he replied:~ ~“Upon my word, no; I
 54     XXIV|  instructions.”~ ~“Let them come,” replied Maurice. “I am prepared!”~ ~
 55     XXIV|            father, who is absent,” replied Maurice.~ ~“Where is he?”~ ~
 56     XXIV|      outbreak of this evening,” he replied, “the baron and myself went
 57     XXIV|         well-feigned indifference, replied:~ ~“I have not put my head
 58     XXIV|          have nothing to conceal,” replied the cautious priest.~ ~The
 59     XXIV|          do not know, Madame,” she replied; “but duty commands me to
 60      XXV|          is a prisoner, Monsieur,” replied one of the officers.~ ~Although
 61      XXV|         the frontier before this,” replied Maurice. “A hundred to one
 62      XXV|          exasperate the populace,” replied the duke.~ ~“Bah! what does
 63     XXVI|            after the terrified man replied, according as they thought
 64     XXVI|     inquired the abbe.~ ~“To-day,” replied the host, hesitatingly; “
 65    XXVII|            the young farmer, as he replied:~ ~“The others were Monsieur
 66    XXVII|            me,” he resumed, “and I replied. You may gag me if my responses
 67    XXVII|            in exchange for it,” he replied. “It is now in the hands
 68    XXVII|       prisoner’s defence,” at last replied the eldest of the three; “
 69    XXVII|         has its exigencies,” nobly replied the oldest of the advocates.~ ~
 70    XXVII|          confidence.~ ~“First,” he replied, “it was to the house of
 71   XXVIII|           I am she, Monsieur,” she replied; “what do you desire of
 72   XXVIII|          Therefore, I go at once,” replied the old soldier. “But I
 73   XXVIII|       familiarity long enough,’ he replied, ‘and if you do not dismount
 74     XXIX|            imperiously.~ ~“First,” replied Martial, lightly, “I would
 75     XXIX|          of disdainful hauteur, he replied:~ ~“This is the fourth time,
 76     XXIX|            is not my mistress,” he replied, in a tone so imperious
 77     XXIX|        plan is simplicity itself,” replied Martial. “Sixty and forty
 78      XXX|        lend him a helping hand?’ I replied: ‘Present,’ and here I am!”~ ~
 79     XXXI|           Yes, I am Lacheneur,” he replied, after a moment’s hesitation; “
 80     XXXI|            Not a sound, not a word replied.~ ~The spectre of death
 81    XXXII|        Well, what does it matter?” replied the marquis, “you have the
 82    XXXII|       loquacious and so officious, replied briefly; and, strange to
 83   XXXIII|       Baron d’Escorval, she coldly replied:~ ~“I think that such is
 84     XXXV|          we pursue?”~ ~Not a voice replied. It was clear that they
 85     XXXV|         to-night?”~ ~The innkeeper replied that he would do so very
 86     XXXV|            to do?”~ ~“Follow you,” replied the old soldier. “I have
 87    XXXVI|                My name is Dubois,” replied Maurice, without the slightest
 88   XXXVII|        baron.”~ ~“Save the baron,” replied the abbe, “and your letter
 89   XXXVII|           asked.~ ~“Is in safety,” replied the abbe. “He must be on
 90  XXXVIII|          his shoulders, and coldly replied:~ ~“If you put it in that
 91  XXXVIII|         you ask is impossible!” he replied.~ ~“Why?”~ ~“Because Maurice
 92  XXXVIII|      Maurice frantic.~ ~“Well,” he replied, with extreme violence, “
 93  XXXVIII|           know who I am?”~ ~“Yes,” replied the sergeant, respectfully, “
 94  XXXVIII|        then, in a decided tone, he replied:~ ~“I cannot obey you, sir.
 95       XL|          and composed in mind,” he replied. “Allow me to ask you one
 96       XL|        that I have saved them,” he replied.~ ~“It is useless for us
 97      XLI|           shook her head sadly and replied:~ ~“I have nothing to confide.”~ ~
 98     XLII|            in a resolute tone, she replied:~ ~“Yes, it is true that
 99     XLII|        reflected a moment, then he replied:~ ~“This is what I desire.
100     XLII|            is almost nothing,” she replied. “I only wish you to watch
101     XLII|        considerable hesitation, he replied:~ ~“People sometimes recover
102    XLIII|           is not yet made up,” she replied. “I must reflect—I will
103     XLIV|        life, but not of yours,” he replied. “We can no longer be anything
104     XLIV|         shrug of the shoulders, he replied:~ ~“Have done with this.
105      XLV|           the articles by and by,” replied Marie Anne.~ ~The boy dropped
106    XLVII|            young Poignot.~ ~“Yes,” replied the invalid.~ ~The cart,
107    XLVII| Fortunately, we are almost there,” replied the priest.~ ~A moment after
108    XLVII|           She is asleep, perhaps,” replied the abbe; “you stay with
109    XLVII|           seem so to you, sir,” he replied, “it is only because you
110    XLVII|        that he has been murdered,” replied one of the sons.~ ~And brandishing
111    XLVII|         She died only last night,” replied Jean.~ ~Maurice rose.~ ~“
112    XLVII|            poisoned last evening,” replied the abbe, sadly.~ ~Maurice,
113   XLVIII|            there in a moment,” she replied.~ ~She desired a few minutes
114   XLVIII|        having displeased you,” she replied, humbly and sadly. “I shall
115   XLVIII|       starvation.~ ~“Nonsense!” he replied, with singular assurance; “
116     XLIX|         such was not the case,” he replied. “I know, by Marie-Anne’
117     XLIX|      interrogated, the worthy dame replied that she knew nothing of
118        L|       shook her head, and gloomily replied:~ ~“You are wrong; that
119      LII|           I cannot inform Madame,” replied the servant. “He is quite
120      LII|       father is dead, Blanche,” he replied.~ ~“The Duc de Sairmeuse!
121      LII|         What good would it do?” he replied. “I have no material proofs
122      LII|          he inquired.~ ~“Nowhere,” replied the young lady. “I shall
123      LII|           two years:~ ~“Never,” he replied: “I shall continue the search
124       LV|           prudent.”~ ~“Very well!” replied the judge.~ ~When he left
125       LV|           study with a young man,” replied the servant; “but, as he
126       LV|             Lecoq, yes, Monsieur,” replied the young detective. “I