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 1       II| noble-hearted ever to allow you to suffer want after the immense service
 2        V|      consciousness the capacity to suffer.~ ~“It is only this, Monsieur
 3     VIII|        existence. Still he did not suffer himself to be deluded by
 4      XVI|          think that I, too, do not suffer?”~ ~M. d’Escorval was abashed
 5      XVI|       loves you; you love him; you suffer; he has nearly died, and
 6      XVI|        pity. Do you not see what I suffer, and that it is impossible
 7      XXV|           not that much courage! I suffer—I am disgraced and humiliated,
 8     XXXV|             he added:~ ~“Oh! how I suffer! Firmin, I will not fall
 9    XXXVI|         dry. She did not appear to suffer, but she remained in a death-like
10    XXXIX|       raised himself.~ ~“Ah! how I suffer!” he groaned; “how I suffer!”~ ~
11    XXXIX|        suffer!” he groaned; “how I suffer!”~ ~His daughter glanced
12       XL|          he exclaimed. “I will not suffer it. Wait, at least, until
13      XLV|          crying:~ ~“Oh, God! how I suffer!”~ ~
14     XLVI|              Ah, it is horrible! I suffer too much! Death! My God!
15     XLVI|           of agonized entreaty:~ ~“Suffer!” continued Mme. Blanche, “
16     XLVI|           continued Mme. Blanche, “suffer, you who have inspired Martial
17     XLVI|             Do you think I did not suffer that evening when you sent
18    XLVII|        your energy? To live, is to suffer.”~ ~He listened, but did
19      LIV|           to her, “and to make you suffer for it by condemning you