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1 IV |  startled to find himself here, roused from his nightmare.~“I am
2 V  | Papagris at the hour fixed, who roused her master from his stubborn
3 VI |    their way to the shore. They roused Pierre, who pretended to
4 VII|  front-door closing with a slam roused Jean from the deep stupor
5 VII|         his escape too.~Then he roused his brain, roused his heart,
6 VII|       Then he roused his brain, roused his heart, and tried to
7 VII|       street. A shock of terror roused him —so violent and imperious
8 VII|         idea, by the turmoil it roused in him, of the pitch suffering
9 IX |       when the stir of the crew roused him. It was day; the tidal