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 1        I|          and a gleam of malicious joy in his eyes.~ ~He was, in
 2       VI|       inundated her face—tears of joy and of gratitude.~ ~The
 3        X|        free vent to his excessive joy.~ ~For his joy was intense,
 4        X|          excessive joy.~ ~For his joy was intense, almost verging
 5       XI|   pleasure equal to the ineffable joy he will feel, when seeing
 6    XVIII|         Maurice; he was wild with joy.~ ~“Now,” continued M. Lacheneur, “
 7      XIX|     Marie-Anne’s eyes beamed with joy on seeing him again; he
 8      XXI| expectations; he uttered a cry of joy.~ ~“All our friends keep
 9    XXVII|   especially, evinced an indecent joy.~ ~“Ah, well! Messieurs?”
10     XXIX|           the intense passion and joy that was surging in his
11      XXX|         their neglect!”~ ~Intense joy filled his breast; he raised
12    XXXII|       heart would have leaped for joy could he have cast a glance
13    XXXII|          rejoicing.”~ ~Alas! this joy was destined to be of short
14    XXXIV|             But though an intense joy sparkled in the eyes of
15     XXXV|           to him.~ ~Anxiety, then joy, had made him forget M.
16    XXXVI|         uttered an exclamation of joy on finding the letter there.~ ~
17    XXXVI|      Maurice was intoxicated with joy. He understood the irregularity
18  XXXVIII|          Sairmeuse; to change the joy of the bridal-day into sadness;
19  XXXVIII|           was only to conceal the joy that sparkled there.~ ~He
20  XXXVIII|          moment for the ineffable joy of seeing this proud and
21      XLV|           crossed the threshold. “Joy must be making me lose my
22     XLVI|        house.~ ~He was drunk with joy. Fears for the future no
23    XLVII|         it was with transports of joy that he welcomed the idea
24    XLVII|       name, Jean uttered a cry of joy.~ ~“God has sent you here!”
25   XLVIII|        dress and uttered a cry of joy. She had it safe. She threw
26   XLVIII|      effort to repress her secret joy. She saw that he knew nothing
27        L|      difficulty in concealing her joy.~ ~“There is no longer anything
28        L|         to remain.~ ~But even the joy of this triumph did not
29       LI|           knows with what intense joy my dear niece would send
30      LII|           carefully concealed the joy he felt on receiving this
31      LIV|     throbbed wildly with sinister joy as he held Martial’s horse. “
32       LV|   Escorval from M. Segmuller. His joy was so intense that he did