Book,  chapter

 1    1,    6|             sight; but McNabbs never moved a muscle of his face.~This
 2    1,   14|           bathed with cold water. He moved slightly, opened his eyes,
 3    1,   15|           laughter.~The Indian never moved a muscle of his face. He
 4    1,   17|           them; but he had no sooner moved forward than the whole band
 5    2,   10|           would be drawn after them, moved by their cries. But the
 6    2,   18|        leather curtains of the wagon moved, and the Major appeared.
 7    3,   11| terror-stricken captives. But no one moved, for the funeral ceremonies
 8    3,   14|        united efforts the stone soon moved. They made a little trench
 9    3,   14|     dangerous. But a crowning effort moved the mass which rolled down
10    3,   15|              sweet potatoes, Paganel moved a resolution which was carried
11    3,   20|             Glenarvan, hastily, more moved than he cared to show.~“