Book,  chapter

1    1,   17| increasingly seldom, there were wet, marshy spots, almost entirely
2    1,   23|         Our tinder is just like wet sponge.”~“We can dispense
3    2,    1|        lips on his cheek, still wet with Mary’s tears.~The Major
4    2,   10|       side, glad enough, though wet enough too.~The fore part
5    2,   18|         after bough fell on the wet ground. More than one great
6    2,   19|         too, and sleep in their wet clothes, while the laughing
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