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 1       XI|      look in which he read a farewell that she believed would
 2      XII|     have been obliged to bid farewell to all his hopes.~ ~“You
 3      XVI|     if to bid him an eternal farewell, and opened the door to
 4     XVII|    him a friendly gesture of farewell.~ ~“I wish to speak to this
 5      XXI| names of coward and traitor. Farewell! my father.”~ ~M. d’Escorval
 6      XXI|     be for the last time.~ ~“Farewell!” he faltered, “farewell!”~ ~
 7      XXI|     Farewell!” he faltered, “farewell!”~ ~Maurice soon rejoined
 8     XXVI|    bidding them a respectful farewell, in the name of his companions
 9   XXVIII| receiving her husband’s last farewell.”~ ~She, at that very moment,
10     XXIX|      investigation, and then farewell to the rewards due to my
11      XXX|    in London in future. Then farewell to the projects for an alliance
12     XXXI|  wind. God will protect you. Farewell!”~ ~He turned to ask further
13    XXXIV|    going to find Marie-Anne. Farewell!”~ ~And he passed on.~ ~
14     XXXV| France. May God protect you! Farewell!”~ ~It was with tears in
15    XXXVI|    there to receive his last farewell!”~ ~She rose, and in an
16   XXXVII|      at once,” he insisted. “Farewell!”~ ~The good abbe was too
17       XL|      I, myself, forgive you. Farewell!”~ ~This was said so perfectly,
18    XLVII|      with emotion to bid him farewell, he forgot all the comforts
19    XLVII|   concealed him entirely.~ ~“Farewell, then!” said the old farmer,
20       LV|    You know all. I am dying. Farewell. I loved you.”~ ~With two