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 1      XIV|      against us?”~ ~“I should answer with a shrug of the shoulders.”~ ~“
 2       XV|     was always ready—his only answer: “Let us go at once.”~ ~
 3      XVI|       that very reason that I answer: no, no, never!”~ ~There
 4    XVIII|      and she was unwilling to answer: “I would act as you are
 5    XVIII|       too many remonstrances. Answer me in a word! Only understand
 6      XXI|      fires that blazed out in answer to his own.~ ~Their number
 7     XXIX|       objections, in order to answer them and overrule them.~ ~“
 8     XXIX|      enemy.~ ~“Why do you not answer?” asked Martial, with evident
 9     XXIX|     and for the fourth time I answer: ‘No.’ That should suffice.
10   XXXIII|      his brain to discover an answer to these questions.~ ~The
11     XXXV| rebels?”~ ~The abbe dared not answer.~ ~“They told me,” Father
12  XXXVIII|        Have you decided? What answer am I to give Maurice d’Escorval?”~ ~“
13     XLVI|      waiting?” she insisted. “Answer!”~ ~“I cannot!”~ ~“You know
14     XLVI|       saviour, for he did not answer the appeal. But even though
15   XLVIII|      her crime.~ ~“You do not answer me,” insisted Aunt Medea.~ ~
16     LIII|      discover no satisfactory answer.~ ~“Chupin’s son could tell
17       LV|       he said:~ ~“Here is the answer, make haste!”~ ~But the