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 1        I|   recounting the shame and the misery of the invasion.~ ~He told
 2       IX|          Was not the excessive misery of such a position a sufficient
 3     XIII|       would render my~ present misery intolerable.’”~ ~Mlle. de
 4     XXIV|    passive submission of great misery that Mme. d’Escorval obeyed
 5   XXVIII|       sod is preferable to the misery I am forced to endure. Moreover
 6     XXIX|    ought to relieve her of her misery.’ So I came to tell you
 7     XXXI|      misfortune, after all the misery he had endured, broke him
 8     XXXV|  Corporal,” they said, sadly. “Misery renders men suspicious and
 9    XXXIX|   splendor only aggravated the misery of the deserted wife, for
10     XLIV|    dishonor, ruin, infamy, and misery!’”~ ~He paused with a nervous
11     XLVI|        complain. Who knows the misery from which death may preserve
12     LIII| watched from the depths of his misery the brilliant fortunes of
13     LIII|   began to deplore her present misery, which was, she declared,