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    When Felicite passed the Calvary again, she felt as if she must entrust
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    against her sides. The sail had turned and nobody was visible;
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    formed a black spot that grew dimmer and dimmer, and finally disappeared.
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    out of the harbour. Her hull
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    The packet, towed by singing women, glided
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    captain swore and a cabin-boy rested on the railing, apparently
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    him, kept shouting: “Victor!” He suddenly raised his eyes
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    indifferent to his surroundings
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    about among barrels of cider, baskets of cheese and bags
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    boat, where passengers were bustling
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