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1    1,   16|   by certain geographers, a troubled, turbulent rapid flowing
2    1,   25| fire. They were all silent, troubled, and terrified, as they
3    1,   26|      looking quietly at the troubled waves.~Glenarvan took his
4    2,    5|   and his gaze fixed on the troubled sky. The glass had fallen
5    2,   17| Austin, but his wounded arm troubled him, and he asked Paganel
6    3,    6|    of the party fell into a troubled sleep, a prey to evil dreams;
7    3,   19|   divined the thoughts that troubled his sister, and taking her