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 1       II|     was an impossibility.~ ~He forgot himself and his daughter;
 2        X| declared Martial promptly. “He forgot that Lacheneur has trebled
 3       XI|    have been less wounding. He forgot that this word “stranger”
 4     XIII|     powerful and widespread. I forgot one detail, however, he
 5      XIV|    marquis rejoined her, quite forgot to question him about the
 6   XXXVII|       the wrath of Maurice. He forgot everything in saying to
 7  XXXVIII|   frantic with passion that he forgot his usual caution. By a
 8     XLII|        be dismissed.”~ ~A maid forgot that very day, and uttered
 9    XLIII|       degree that she entirely forgot Chupin’s presence. She made
10     XLVI|      not stop to consider; she forgot the danger to which she
11     XLVI|     itself in her brain.~ ~She forgot everything; she forgot that
12     XLVI|     She forgot everything; she forgot that a guest was expected
13    XLVII|        to bid him farewell, he forgot all the comforts that awaited
14     XLIX|    politicians of the village, forgot their solicitude in regard
15        L|    Marie-Anne’s death, Martial forgot himself, and spoke of his
16       LI|     thoughts from herself. She forgot her fears; a sort of haze