Madame Bovary
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1:08:00
She hated no one, now.
1:08:02
Twilight descended over her
mind...

1:08:06
and, of all the earth's noises,
she heard only...

1:08:08
the intermittent sobbing of her
poor love...

1:08:11
as soft and faint as the last
echo of a symphony...

1:08:15
fading away.
1:08:23
Bring me Berthe.
1:08:25
You're not feeling worse?
1:08:37
How pale you are! You're sweating!
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I'm scared.
1:08:50
That's enough!

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