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 1      III|           the son was capable of doing in cold blood.~ ~It was
 2        V|       Unconscious of what he was doing, M. Lacheneur threw his
 3     VIII|       pensioners.~ ~What was she doing now? Doubtless she was weeping.~ ~
 4       IX|      thought of your anxiety. By doing so I have betrayed my father’
 5      XII|         reason could he have for doing so—it became evident that
 6      XII|         Who will prevent me from doing it?”~ ~“No one, most assuredly.
 7      XVI|     understand this, and you are doing all in your power to reassure
 8     XVII|        the house.~ ~“What are we doing here?” demanded Aunt Medea.~ ~“
 9     XVII|  misfortunes. What have you been doing? Did my recommendation procure
10    XVIII|          his father’s return; by doing so, he might know his destiny
11    XVIII|          Maurice thought only of doing everything possible to hasten
12       XX|    create a life of happiness by doing good to those around them,
13     XXII|      Arcy, think! What were they doing at this very moment?~ ~“
14     XXIV|     Maurice, “what have you been doing this evening?”~ ~The young
15    XXVII|          not know what they were doing. No, they did not!”~ ~Having
16   XXVIII|         my compact! I thought of doing so, but had not the courage.
17   XXVIII|     condemned. I knew what I was doing when I left the Reche with
18     XXIX|          exclaimed:~ ~“What am I doing! What right have I to think
19      XXX|         have prevented them from doing so. What could it be?~ ~
20      XXX|       Good heavens! what are you doing?”~ ~The baron drew back
21      XXX|       six times.~ ~“What are you doing?” inquired the baron, in
22    XXXII|         most ignoble fear? While doing so, he thought only of the
23    XXXII|     undertakings.~ ~What was she doing? How could he ascertain?~ ~
24   XXXIII|   officer have been? What was he doing in the room where the ropes
25   XXXIII| betraying Lacheneur, I should be doing my duty and serving the
26   XXXIII|         Meanwhile they were both doing their best to obtain a pardon
27    XXXIV|        Duc de Sairmeuse were now doing their best to make the people
28     XLII|        her hands, and capable of doing anything for money.~ ~But
29     XLII|     followed Chupin. What was he doing in Montaignac? Was he watching
30    XLVII|    terrible voice. “What are you doing here? What do you wish with
31   XLVIII|      Borderie; and what you were doing there?” she inquired.~ ~
32   XLVIII|    conferred, but the thought of doing so never once occurred to