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 1       VI| return.”~ ~“Oh! be prudent!” insisted Mme. d’Escorval, who already
 2       XX|     not speak the truth,” he insisted. “Ah! Lacheneur’s daughter
 3      XXX|  soldiers forever.”~ ~“But,” insisted M. de Courtornieu, “you
 4    XXXII|    an unsolved problem.~ ~He insisted on going to inspect the
 5    XXXIV|      must I say to Maurice?” insisted Jean. “What do you intend
 6   XXXVII|          Go, go at once,” he insisted. “Farewell!”~ ~The good
 7  XXXVIII|     another insult.~ ~“But,” insisted Martial, “after what you
 8    XXXIX|   must be sent at once,” she insisted.~ ~Had she been less excited
 9      XLI|   turning pale.~ ~“And why?” insisted M. d’Escorval. “If I am
10     XLVI|   whom are you waiting?” she insisted. “Answer!”~ ~“I cannot!”~ ~“
11     XLVI|      the shame— then Maurice insisted—I sent my child away—your
12   XLVIII|       You do not answer me,” insisted Aunt Medea.~ ~Blanche was