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 1       II|          not to be the victims of hatred and jealousy. If I fall
 2       IV|           tone full of implacable hatred. “Keep the legacy that your
 3       VI|         fearing to aggravate this hatred, so imprudently kindled,
 4       IX|           which he was cast, only hatred, distrust, and scorn. Both
 5       XI|           all that restrained the hatred of these two young men.
 6     XVII|         former friend’s anger and hatred.~ ~But fate willed it otherwise.
 7     XVII|          tones, that betrayed her hatred unmistakably, she said:~ ~“
 8     XVII|      weapon of which jealousy and hatred so often avail themselves—
 9    XVIII|         listening to the voice of hatred, is dreaming of a terrible
10      XXI|         exclaimed M. d’Escorval. “Hatred has crazed you, Lacheneur!”~ ~“
11     XXII|           he did. But, blinded by hatred and anger, he would not
12    XXIII|         and judged his own heart. Hatred had led him to crime. He
13     XXVI|      tribunal of vengeance and of hatred had been bestowed upon the
14   XXVIII|         Others were influenced by hatred, or by ambition; but I was
15     XXIX|        she faltered.~ ~A gleam of hatred, quickly extinguished, shone
16      XXX|          horrible imprecations of hatred and vengeance that they
17     XXXI|         nothing was real save his hatred, his implacable hatred of
18     XXXI|        his hatred, his implacable hatred of the Sairmeuse family.~ ~
19     XXXI|   pitilessly sacrificed her to my hatred! I should not complain;
20     XXXI|      night here?”~ ~An implacable hatred gleamed in the eye of the
21   XXXIII|          her resolve, veiling her hatred and her insensibility under
22   XXXVII|          Jean Lacheneur’s furious hatred. As soon as they were outside:~ ~“
23  XXXVIII|        which nothing can mollify; hatred in his heart was a passion
24  XXXVIII|        with extreme violence, “my hatred is unabated even if my scorn
25    XXXIX|      heart swelling with rage and hatred, and a face whiter than
26     XLII|       your purpose,” the voice of hatred whispered in Blanche’s ear.~ ~“
27     XLIV|           fierce unextinguishable hatred burned in his eyes.~ ~When
28     XLIV| everywhere, and pitilessly. Their hatred always on the alert, will
29      XLV|       been conscious of her acts. Hatred and despair had clouded
30      XLV|          crime, the excess of her hatred prevented her from realizing
31      LII|            I alone can fathom his hatred, and I know that he lives
32     LIII|  impecuniosity of managers.~ ~His hatred had lost none of its virulence;
33      LIV|         maddened and enfevered by hatred could possibly conceive.~ ~