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 1       II|       father’s side.~ ~“Are you ill, father?” she asked, in
 2      III| daughter, messieurs, is no more ill than you or I!”~ ~“Enough,”
 3      XIV|       pallor and thought he was ill.~ ~In fact, a terrible struggle
 4       XV|  Maurice was indeed dangerously ill.~ ~His excessively nervous
 5     XXII|     inquire for Martial. Was he ill—had he gone away?~ ~The
 6    XXIII|        wretch.”~ ~“Do not speak ill of Chupin, Marquis; he is
 7     XXIV|     Three; my father, my mother—ill at this moment—and myself.”~ ~“
 8      XLI|      Marquis de Courtornieu was ill, and that Mme. Blanche did
 9      XLI|        the matter?”~ ~“I am not ill, Monsieur.”~ ~“Why do you
10     XLII|         plans, he was extremely ill for three days, after the
11   XLVIII|       or that she was extremely ill; but reason told her that
12      LIV|        room; he pretended to be ill. To meet his wife and be