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 1       II|      mattress.~ ~Still he did not despair. He had read in Martha’s
 2      III|           housekeeper, in evident despair. “What am I to do? I, who
 3      III|           seemed overwhelmed with despair.~ ~“Blessed Virgin! Monsieur,
 4        V|           Before this outburst of despair, M. d’Escorval turned pale.~ ~“
 5       VI|   daughter.~ ~But Maurice did not despair; Marie-Anne had promised
 6     VIII|   entirely to the dictates of his despair.”~ ~The baron shuddered.
 7     VIII|          these men.~ ~At last, in despair, he threw himself upon his
 8       IX|        him. Crazed with anger and despair, and with no remorse for
 9       IX|         to the earth, shall I add despair and shame to his sorrows?
10       XI|        father and himself were in despair. How could M. Lacheneur
11      XVI|          that your father, in his despair, has adopted extreme resolutions.
12      XVI|        all to struggle against my despair? Maurice must forget me;
13      XVI|         to augment the sorrow and despair which afflicts your son.
14      XVI|           too well, and seemed to despair.~ ~“Ah! you are like Abbe
15     XVII|      efforts. He was beginning to despair, when fate dropped the Duc
16     XVII|       made no reply. Marie-Anne’s despair was heart-breaking; he felt
17      XXI|        and the priest did not yet despair; they sprang to the horse’
18     XXII| understood and shared Lacheneur’s despair. They knew the terrible
19    XXIII|       hand by reminding me of her despair. Now that I am to die, as
20    XXIII|            Maddened with remorse, despair, sorrow, and impotent rage,
21     XXIV|       forbid you thus to yield to despair! Wife, where is your energy?
22     XXIV|           Besides, why should you despair, Madame? Your son, certainly,
23     XXVI|             They found Maurice in despair, and even the abbe disheartened.
24    XXVII|          his vibrant voice.~ ~The despair of the poor peasant women
25   XXVIII|           given you a fortune, to despair and penury, you have tried
26     XXIX|         his arm-chair. A profound despair succeeded his frenzy. He
27      XXX|           is at once the hope and despair of those who are about to
28      XXX|    recollection of his doubts and despair arose in his mind.~ ~“This
29      XXX|            The baron drew back in despair.~ ~“All is discovered!”
30     XXXI|     direction.~ ~Still he did not despair.~ ~The mountains lay only
31     XXXI|    Lacheneur had risen, wild with despair and horror. Though he had
32    XXXII|     himself to the most frightful despair.~ ~He had just given more
33    XXXII|  prison-bars. Chanlouineau was in despair.~ ~“The letter was useless!”
34   XXXIII|     feeling of discouragement and despair, knowing that Marie-Anne
35    XXXIV|      Escorval.”~ ~The duke was in despair. He saw the secret of the
36    XXXIV|         his young wife, wild with despair, tried to detain him.~ ~“
37     XXXV|        details of his escape, his despair, his perilous situation,
38     XLII|       would conceal her grief and despair in the recesses of her own
39     XLIV|           expression of ferocious despair, and a fierce unextinguishable
40      XLV|           of her acts. Hatred and despair had clouded her brain like
41     XLVI|        been less overwhelmed with despair, they would have heard a
42    XLVII|          the only one who did not despair.~ ~What a learned doctor
43    XLVII|         sobs betrayed the wildest despair. He was so lost in grief
44    XLVII|           most frightful signs of despair.~ ~“You may rest assured
45    XLVII|              You have no right to despair thus; you owe a sacred duty
46    XLVII|         bled at the sight of such despair. Suddenly someone plucked
47       LI|        Aunt Medea seemed to be in despair.~ ~“And what if I should
48      LII|              You are not going to despair in advance! We shall know