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 1        V|        A vague presentiment of approaching misfortune weighed heavily
 2       VI|       to whom he would owe his approaching happiness.~ ~He sprang toward
 3       IX|    this report of Marie-Anne’s approaching marriage to the young fanner
 4     XIII|      heard Martial’s footsteps approaching.~ ~He was only ten paces
 5     XVII|      had a presentiment of his approaching release.~ ~“He will be my
 6     XVII|        threshold, had seen her approaching.~ ~There remained barely
 7    XXIII|    Lacheneur saw the fugitives approaching in the distance. He dashed
 8    XXIII|      the Duc de Sairmeuse were approaching.~ ~“Good God!” exclaimed
 9    XXIII|       wait for it; it was fast approaching; he preferred to rush to
10     XXIV|      one with the certainty of approaching peril, “and remember that
11      XXV| CHAPTER XXV~ ~The secret which approaching death had wrestled from
12     XXVI|    avoid all the people he saw approaching in the distance.~ ~Mme.
13     XXXI|     when he heard the sound of approaching footsteps.~ ~He had no time
14     XXXI|   deserved it.”~ ~The sound of approaching footsteps became more and
15   XXXIII|      only with thoughts of his approaching marriage, his mind was full
16   XXXIII|     his cell, I saw an officer approaching me. I challenged him; he
17    XXXIV|        she was ignorant of his approaching doom.~ ~“Ah! if she had
18     XXXV|      indiscreet word.~ ~But on approaching the frontier, which they
19  XXXVIII|       and Corporal Bavois were approaching.~ ~The old soldier carried
20  XXXVIII|     dozen soldiers were indeed approaching at the top of their speed.~ ~“
21      XLI|       him?~ ~The time was fast approaching when she would require a
22     XLII|    side, and if you see anyone approaching, call me, whoever it may
23      XLV|      the windows.”~ ~They were approaching the house when, just as
24    XLVII|    conquered his weakness, and approaching the poor girl, he took her
25      LIV|  reconciliation.~ ~“Old age is approaching,” he thought. “If I have
26      LIV|     chill fog that heralded an approaching thaw. Martial stumbled and