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And the old marquis never took his eyes off the main issue.
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The happy old marquis wished all the world to participate in his joy.
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The wickedness and evil tongue of the old marquis were bearing their fruit.
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With trembling hands the old marquis unfolded the paper, and read,-
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Do you mean the new marquis, the old marquis' cousin, monsieur?
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The old marquis had become crimson, or rather purple, as if struck by apoplexy.
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The old marquis has posted here to thank the emperor!
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No person attended him but his confessor and the sorrowful old marquis, in whose presence he expired.
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The old marquis wheeled sharply, and said:
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The old marquis encountered my fixed stare.
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The old marquis, the young countess, her mother, Lorenzo, and a few others of the family, were present.
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If you really have seen any one, I'll wager you are right in thinking it's the old marquis.
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The poor old marquis rose up, and clasping his hands, fell on his knees before Count Cagl--Bah!
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The old marquis, in his culpable thoughtlessness, had kindled this burning envy in the heart of his second son.
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The old marquis, alarmed at the ravages which troubles had wrought in Laurence's appearance, was charmingly kind and considerate.
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The Comte de Noce could not help laughing, and the old marquis, quite put out of countenance, stopped short.
