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 1 I  |        fluttering at the least breath of wind, and an alert, daring,
 2 I  |      the two women, wasted his breath shouting, “Easy, number
 3 I  |     work, while Pierre, out of breath and exhausted by his first
 4 I  |      stop while the elder took breath, so as to get the boat into
 5 IV |      water of the harbour. The breath of wind that came down the
 6 V  |    like a runner who is out of breath. When he ceased to move
 7 V  |        door that he paused for breath. His hand as it lay on the
 8 V  |       was a blue day without a breath of wind. The folks in the
 9 VI |      if she could not draw her breath, had said:~“Really, Louise,
10 VI |         Roland was panting for breath, and so white that her husband
11 VI |    plunge of her feet took her breath away, and began to fish
12 VII|    quick. He could hardly find breath to speak, so fierce was
13 VII|        lower tone, gasping for breath: “Hold your tongue— for
14 VII| movement, not a shudder, not a breath, not a sigh revealed the
15 VII|  throwing back her head to get breath; then she once more mastered
16 VII|    shall love him to my latest breath, and I never will deny him,
17 IX |       it were the pestilential breath of a far-away, unhealthy
18 IX |        to sea.~There was not a breath of air; it was one of those