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 1       IV| answered, in a voice husky with emotion, “it was in obedience to
 2        V|       in a voice faltering with emotion; “but I must tell you to-day
 3      VII|    indifference. Any display of emotion was, in his opinion, vulgar;
 4     XIII|        experiencing the keenest emotion. One would have sworn that
 5     XIII|     been marble for any sign of emotion they betrayed. So she continued:~ ~“‘
 6     XVII|   detect the slightest trace of emotion upon her face.~ ~“What dissimulation!”
 7     XXII|   voices husky with fatigue and emotion, M. d’Escorval and the abbe
 8     XXIV|       in a voice trembling with emotion, he said:~ ~“You are a brave
 9     XXIX|         he quickly mastered his emotion, and in a second his quick
10      XXX|       in a voice trembling with emotion:~ ~“Thanks,” said he; “thanks
11     XXXV|       overcome with fatigue and emotion, trembled on his arm.~ ~
12    XXXVI|       it would be wrong.”~ ~His emotion was so great that he could
13   XXXVII|    inflexible.~ ~“The slightest emotion might kill your father,”
14  XXXVIII|         ruins, not without deep emotion, when he heard a sharp crackling
15      XLI|       Marie-Anne, moved by that emotion, the bare thought of which
16     XLIV|        was still trembling with emotion when she recounted the details
17    XLVII|         his face crimsoned with emotion to bid him farewell, he
18   XLVIII|         dried up the springs of emotion, and destroyed every particle
19   XLVIII|      her crime. She noticed his emotion, and saw the profit she
20        L|         have thought of me. His emotion on seeing me was the remnant
21        L|       me was the remnant of the emotion which had been awakened
22      LII|      Martial did not remark her emotion.~ ~“My father is dead, Blanche,”