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 1       IX|       despised and denied him. Traitor, cried one; thief, cried
 2      XXI|        the names of coward and traitor. Farewell! my father.”~ ~
 3     XXII| epithets of mischief-maker and traitor were flying from lip to
 4      XXV|  arrests were the work of some traitor, and all the inhabitants
 5     XXXI|  reward.”~ ~The appellation of traitor, which he would receive;
 6     XXXI|            But the wife of the traitor rose, and grasping the unfortunate
 7     XXXI|     not bring you good fortune—traitor!”~ ~But Chupin, indignant
 8    XXXII|     will know how to find this traitor d’Escorval,” he remarked.~ ~
 9    XXXII|       ran after me, shouting: ‘Traitor! traitor!’”~ ~He clinched
10    XXXII|        me, shouting: ‘Traitor! traitor!’”~ ~He clinched his fists;
11   XXXIII|       Chupin, even though this traitor inspired him with extreme
12     XXXV|    exclaimed; “so I pass for a traitor, do I! No, it is impossible—
13  XXXVIII|      him, and considered him a traitor and a coward.~ ~It was for
14  XXXVIII|     Jean and Corporal Bavois, “traitor! coward!”~ ~And they fled,
15     XLII|        just punishment for the traitor. Mme. Blanche overheard
16     XLVI|        dead!”~ ~Not quite. The traitor had strength to crawl home
17    XLVII|        it was he—the miserable traitor!—who committed this foul
18    XLVII|       strange spectacle.~ ~The traitor’s body had been thrown on
19     XLIX|        poisoned.~ ~Chupin, the traitor, assassinated.~ ~The Marquis
20     LIII|       of Chupin, the miserable traitor, up to her father, the Marquis
21     LIII| betrayed my father.”~ ~But the traitor’s children had been dead