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 1        I|        together did not in former times yield him an income of five
 2       II|          of habit.~ ~Two or three times his daughter, Marie-Anne,
 3       II|           it discussed a thousand times.~ ~“Ah, well, dear father,”
 4       II|           But this is not all. In times like these in which we live,
 5        V|          father repeat a thousand times:~ ~“Calmness and irony are
 6      VII|            this grand seigneur of times gone by, this man of absurd
 7     XIII|           has married a number of times, and always advantageously.
 8      XVI|          foreign land for happier times.”~ ~“That is something which
 9     XVII|        marquis revolted, but nine times out of ten he paid dearly
10     XXII|      minutes; he was delayed four times as long in Sairmeuse. When
11     XXIX|       circuit of the room several times, and finally paused before
12     XXIX|    Escorval his title—“a thousand times more than I have to fear
13      XXX|      difficult. It was a thousand times more so than he had expected;
14      XXX|     before the window five or six times.~ ~“What are you doing?”
15      XXX|           baron looked, and three times they saw a little flash
16     XXXI|           to have been killed ten times over, had only one hurt—
17     XXXI|       Sairmeuse family.~ ~A dozen times, at least, during this terrible
18     XXXI|          flee from France a dozen times on account of his crimes.
19     XXXI|         protected there. How many times have I saved you from the
20     XXXI|        and from the galleys? More times than I can count. And to
21    XXXII|           he ascertain?~ ~A dozen times during the evening he called
22      XLI|      rendezvous, and two or three times a week you can meet Father
23     XLII|      passion for hunting. At such times, instead of hiding and surrounding
24     XLII|         few partridges, in former times, he went boldly to the Sairmeuse
25    XLIII|               More than a hundred times while Chanlouineau was living.”~ ~“
26     XLVI| intolerable. She moaned feebly at times, and occasionally rendered
27     XLVI|           plunging his knife four times into the old poacher’s writhing
28        L|       accomplish it! Two or three times, being a trifle indisposed,
29        L|           he returned five or six times, and at last, one day, he
30      LIV|          of her persecutors. Both times she had left Paris before,