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 1       II| children, he did not count the cost. His son, Jean, had been
 2       II|       of the disgrace. It will cost you the deadly anguish of
 3      III|        efforts of will, at the cost of what torture, had he
 4       IX|     this semblance of calmness cost the young girl. He would
 5       IX|     though his decision should cost me my life, I approve it.
 6       XI|        which would ensue would cost this pure young girl her
 7     XIII|      because she wished at any cost to prevent a meeting between
 8      XVI|      sterility of the soil had cost Lacheneur’s deceased aunt
 9      XVI|  coming here this morning will cost you? It is said that no
10     XVII|        she, peremptorily.~ ~It cost M. de Courtornieu quite
11      XIX| prodigality, though it did not cost him a penny.~ ~Martial had
12      XXI|  moment of delay may, perhaps, cost a man’s life. And now, my
13     XXIV|       acquaintance with me has cost you too many tears and too
14      XXV|       mistress, wished, at any cost, to prevent her appearance
15     XXXV|        present condition would cost him his life.”~ ~This seemed
16     XLII|        display of violence had cost Blanche an almost superhuman
17     XLII|      said to herself.~ ~But it cost poor Aunt Medea, the inevitable
18     XLII|       A mere trifle which will cost you no trouble and for which
19     XLIV|      sorrow and anguish he had cost her? The tears gushed to
20     XLIV|       blood to flow, which had cost the life of so many innocent
21    XLVII|        some explanation of it, cost what it might.~ ~“We changed
22    XLVII|        that my rashness almost cost him his life. He is so good,
23   XLVIII|     knowing what he said.~ ~It cost her an effort to repress