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 1     XXXI|           was kept by a man named Balstain.~ ~They rapped, in spite
 2     XXXI|         enough to be overheard by Balstain, the innkeeper, who had
 3     XXXI|             With a quick movement Balstain’s wife pushed Lacheneur
 4     XXXI|         the French gendarmes.”~ ~“Balstain?”~ ~“Yes, Balstain; and
 5     XXXI|                Balstain?”~ ~“Yes, Balstain; and he is hunting for you
 6     XXXI|           M. Lacheneur recognized Balstain.~ ~“Ah! you have him!” he
 7     XXXI|           any right!” interrupted Balstain; “who contests my right,
 8     XXXI|     afternoon.~ ~“But,” continued Balstain, “what else could one expect
 9     XXXI|         in the inn kept by honest Balstain. You were fed and protected
10     XXXI| Transported with anger, he pushed Balstain violently aside, crying
11     XXXI|         that an oath like that of Balstain’s, and uttered by such a
12   XXXIII|         he exclaimed, remembering Balstain and his vow. “I would have
13     XLII|           the terrible threats of Balstain, the Piedmontese innkeeper,
14     XLII|           went, he fancied he saw Balstain walking in his shadow, with
15     XLII| precautions which he took against Balstain and against Jean Lacheneur.
16   XLVIII|           his crime, by a certain Balstain, whose whereabouts were