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 1        I|  cautiously at the listener’s ear; anxiety could be read in every eye.~ ~
 2        I|         avoided; but curiosity and anxiety led the crowd toward him.~ ~“
 3       II|             she would tell you the anxiety and anguish I felt on being
 4        V|          he was not yet fifty, but anxiety, work, and long nights passed
 5       IX|         endure the thought of your anxiety. By doing so I have betrayed
 6        X|            just relieved him of an anxiety which had poisoned his life.~ ~
 7        X|         some time.~ ~If his secret anxiety had been made known, it
 8      XIV|           failed to arouse intense anxiety in M. d’Escorval’s breast
 9      XVI|          there was more sorrow and anxiety than anger in his manner,
10      XVI|           at Chanlouineau, and his anxiety increased. On hearing the
11     XVII|         indicated the most intense anxiety.~ ~The marquis was delighted.~ ~“
12     XXIV|            The servants shared her anxiety. The baron was so equable
13     XXIV|         grossest falsehoods in his anxiety to gain followers.~ ~Mme.
14     XXIV|             seemed to increase her anxiety.~ ~“I understand you,” she
15     XXIV|       priest betrayed his terrible anxiety. He now felt convinced that
16      XXV|      morning. She had confided her anxiety and her sufferings to her
17    XXVII|         hearts; and an indefinable anxiety paralyzed all their faculties.~ ~
18    XXVII|    deposition betrayed an agony of anxiety. Would the soldiers allude
19    XXVII|       observer could have read his anxiety and his terror in his eyes,
20   XXVIII|    Chanlouineau waited in terrible anxiety. No one had told him what
21     XXIX|            shortening the terrible anxiety which her friends at the
22     XXIX|        asked Martial, with evident anxiety.~ ~She felt that she must
23     XXIX|          to save the baron”—in his anxiety he gave M. d’Escorval his
24     XXIX|   Marie-Anne any alarm. The duke’s anxiety and terror had taught her
25    XXXII|            oppressed with feverish anxiety.~ ~Would Marie-Anne know
26    XXXII|           and he was consumed with anxiety.~ ~Willingly would he have
27    XXXII|            condemned with poignant anxiety.~ ~His eyes betrayed such
28   XXXIII|           mind was full of intense anxiety concerning Baron d’Escorval.~ ~
29     XXXV|       which was habitual to him.~ ~Anxiety, then joy, had made him
30     XXXV|           and it was with poignant anxiety they drew the abbe a little
31     XXXV|       former employer.” A terrible anxiety seized the priest’s heart.~ ~
32    XXXVI|           to conceal this poignant anxiety and these sorrowful thoughts,
33    XXXVI|          in a voice trembling with anxiety, he said:~ ~“You are not
34    XXXVI| formalities that cause you so much anxiety.”~ ~“Is it possible?” Maurice
35   XXXVII|            around him tremble with anxiety. Jean Lacheneur, more fortunate,
36  XXXVIII|           dress.~ ~Breathless with anxiety, he wondered what was to
37       XL|          once.”~ ~So great was his anxiety that he lent a helping hand
38      XLI|           Montaignac.~ ~The abbe’s anxiety on receiving this intelligence
39     XLII|           the patient with evident anxiety, then ordered mustard plasters,
40   XLVIII|    gestures betrayed the frightful anxiety that was torturing her.~ ~
41     XLIX|          it not been for his great anxiety on his son’s account.~ ~
42        L|            it caused Blanche great anxiety.~ ~“You will end by betraying
43      LII|            to the most intolerable anxiety. She suffered more now than
44     LIII|           frightful sufferings and anxiety never marred the haughty