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 1      III|     it!” he exclaimed, with a delight that made him forget politics. “
 2       VI|    glance that revealed their delight at meeting each other, flowers
 3       VI|   little opposition.~ ~In his delight he was almost tempted to
 4     VIII|     evening. He was wild with delight. ‘I invite you all to the
 5     XIII| bantering air.~ ~“Really, you delight me!” he exclaimed. “I feared
 6     XVII|      an effort to conceal his delight; but he feared if she discovered
 7    XVIII|     in the open air.~ ~In his delight, Maurice embraced the worthy
 8    XXVII|       tone which betrayed his delight, said:~ ~“Prisoner Escorval,
 9   XXXIII|      made his eyes gleam with delight a week before, Chupin flew
10     XLIV|     and clapping her hands in delight, she exclaimed:~ ~“Ah! you
11        L|   have experienced an intense delight in making the wretch who
12      LII|     as if he found an intense delight in proving his power and
13     LIII|      made.”~ ~A shrill cry of delight from mother and son outweighed