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 1       II|  Sairmeuse left France with the Count d’Artois. They took refuge
 2       II|         or children, he did not count the cost. His son, Jean,
 3       II|         But what folly it is to count upon the future. Thirty
 4       II|        brother, who is with the Count d’Artois. The surplus, that
 5       II|  Sairmeuse. But he had left the Count d’Artois, and no one knew
 6      III|       dissipated and licentious Count d’Artois was not likely
 7     XVII|         But no. She resolved to count the seconds which Martial
 8      XIX|    pleasure of your company. We count upon you, and be assured
 9   XXVIII|   gentlemen, will aid me. I can count upon your assistance, Monsieur
10     XXIX| precedent. A few months ago the Count de Lavalette was condemned
11     XXIX|       Yes,” she exclaimed, “the Count de Lavalette, protected
12     XXXI|  galleys? More times than I can count. And to reward me, you steal
13   XLVIII|        freely. Surely she could count upon the silence and absolute