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 1 V   |         off!”~Matho recoiled in horror. “Begone! look for some
 2 V   |   meaning of his solicitation a horror seized upon her. Her delicate
 3 VII |        from the north”—a cry of horror rose—“Oh! you will beat
 4 VII |       Carthaginian shudder with horror, and said:~“By the hundred
 5 VII |       away his head to mark his horror, and Hamilcar, resigning
 6 VII |       pardon; with a gesture of horror he plunged into the elephants’
 7 X   |         darted upon Salammbo.~A horror of cold, or perhaps a feeling
 8 XIII|         make a great gesture of horror. But he soon resumed his
 9 XIII|       and gazed open-mouthed in horror.~
10 XIV |      day for Matho’s death, her horror of the Libyan was growing
11 XIV | distance; they uttered cries of horror;—many, nevertheless, being,
12 XIV |       still left on him—and the horror of his person appeared.