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 1     VIII|          saw the lights leap from story to story, from casement
 2     VIII|         lights leap from story to story, from casement to casement,
 3       XI|          repeat to the father the story which he had just related
 4      XVI|       district.~ ~It was only one story high, but it was divided
 5     XXIV|          While he was telling his story, Mme. d’Escorval felt that
 6      XXV|           certainly an incredible story, gentlemen,” he said; “nevertheless,
 7    XXVII|                If I believed your story, I should tell you that
 8     XXIX|          is it?”~ ~“On the second story of the corner tower.”~ ~
 9     XXXV|           will be the end of your story.”~ ~He stopped short. A
10    XXXVI|       concocted a quite plausible story to explain his early arrival
11      XLI|        dictated to Marie-Anne the story she was to tell of her sojourn
12     XLII|         the gardeners telling the story to two of his assistants:~ ~“
13    XLIII|   contrary, Blanche regarded this story of Marie-Anne’s travels
14    XLIII|          as he began the same old story, and, looking him steadfastly
15      XLV|          so that——~ ~He told this story in a whining tone, and every
16      XLV|         two windows in the second story. Evidently there was a fire
17      XLV| remembered the two windows in the story above which she had seen
18    XLVII|         the windows of the second story.~ ~Still, when he saw the
19    XLVII|          his brows when I told my story, and became excessively
20      LII|     peasant had prepared a little story in advance, but he was so
21      LII|         the truth of his father’s story.~ ~The courage and heroism
22      LII|          child, etc., etc. A long story, which she had prepared