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 1       IX|        and despair, and with no remorse for the insult he addressed
 2    XVIII| children.~ ~But if a feeling of remorse entered his mind, he drove
 3    XXIII|   survive defeat. Maddened with remorse, despair, sorrow, and impotent
 4     XXXI|          and that was Chupin.~ ~Remorse filled his cowardly heart,
 5    XXXII|         Fourteen! for seized by remorse or fright at the last moment,
 6     XXXV|        him, he was smitten with remorse.~ ~“Poor man!” he murmured. “
 7    XXXVI|       was suffering an agony of remorse. It was that which was killing
 8     XLII|         chance.~ ~Burdened with remorse, despised and jeered at,
 9      XLV|     Without hesitation, without remorse, without even turning pale,
10      XLV|       and yet not the slightest remorse struck her soul.~ ~Marie-Anne
11      XLV|       punishment which precedes remorse, made her heart beat with
12     XLVI|         and continual feasting. Remorse for Lacheneur’s betrayal
13    XLVII|     overwhelmed with sorrow and remorse, and silent tears rolled
14        L|     great criminals really feel remorse.”~ ~Mme. Blanche might have
15      LIV|      she spoke of prison and of remorse. And finally, at the bottom