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 1    1,    2|          Glenarvan. “But where are the poor fellows? We have not the
 2    1,    2|               of the verb ABORDER. The poor men have landed somewhere;
 3    1,    2|            said Lady Helena. “If those poor creatures ever see their
 4    1,    2|               will do to-day for these poor shipwrecked fellows of the
 5    1,    3|                his cloak to any of the poor Highlanders.~He had scarcely
 6    1,    3|                well as her neat though poor attire, made a favorable
 7    1,    3|            bear to hear anything.”~“My poor child, there is but a faint
 8    1,    3|               cried out, “Oh, papa! my poor papa!” and pressed close
 9    1,    4|                America. Why sadden the poor children, and damp their
10    1,    4|          husband will succeed, for the poor children’s sake,” said his
11    1,    4|               the whole affair. So the poor fellow is lost for ever.”~“
12    1,    4|              for ever.”~“My father! my poor father!” cried Mary Grant,
13    1,    4|           useless, and only plunge the poor children in deeper despair.
14    1,    4|          undertake the rescue of these poor men.”~“What do you mean,
15    1,    7|      unconcerned as usual. At last the poor fellow shrugged his shoulders,
16    1,    7|              what shall we do with the poor gentleman?” said Lady Helena; “
17    1,   10|               the supposition that the poor fellows were dragged into
18    1,   10|        shipwrecked party.”~“There is a poor chance of that,” said the
19    1,   10|                that,” said the Major.~“Poor as it is,” returned Paganel, “
20    1,   10|               no fear then that if the poor fellows have fallen into
21    1,   13|              rocks were covered with a poor, dry species of lichen.
22    1,   13|              dry meat certainly seemed poor fare, and Paganel couldn’
23    1,   13|                It is not eatable.”~The poor SAVANT was obliged to own
24    1,   14|              knows!” said Tom Austin.~“Poor Robert!” replied Paganel,
25    1,   14|               to go and bring back the poor Lord from the distant plateau,
26    1,   16|             was sufficiently trying to poor fellows only sheltered by
27    1,   17|              annoyances. He abused the poor mosquitoes desperately,
28    1,   18|          Indeed, it comes naturally.”~“Poor father,” said Robert; “how
29    1,   18|                to eat the ALFAFARES, a poor, burnt-up sort of lucerne
30    1,   18|              be employed to induce the poor animals to resume the route,
31    1,   19|            himself in thinking of this poor child, as he saw him showing
32    1,   19| notwithstanding Thalcave’s assurances, poor Glenarvan spent the rest
33    1,   22|                been despised by even a poor Indian of the Pampas. A
34    1,   22|               they would give way. The poor horses outside, exposed
35    1,   22|              again they spurred on the poor animals till the blood ran
36    1,   22|            have been considerable. The poor horses, however, were breast-high
37    1,   22|               not sorry about, for the poor man was obliged to swallow
38    1,   23|             and his two sailors, those poor shipwrecked fellows, would
39    1,   23|            there was no further hope.~“Poor sister!” said Robert. “It
40    1,   25|           roots, and coming toward the poor refugees with wide open
41    2,    1|             fear agitated the bosom of poor Mary. Sometimes she fancied
42    2,    3|                 and should make a very poor Robinson Crusoe.”~“My dear
43    2,    3|              existence may engross the poor shipwrecked fellow, just
44    2,    3|               the sandy shore, and any poor sufferers from it would
45    2,    3|               and FLORA, however, were poor in the extreme. The only
46    2,    4|             the good town of Dundee.”~“Poor father,” murmured Mary, “
47    2,    4|           heartily, “don’t quite crush poor McNabbs. Be generous; he
48    2,    7|                his best to satisfy the poor girl, and Glenarvan did
49    2,    9|            rich as it is in oxygen and poor in azote. There are no damp
50    2,   10|                the Blue Mountains in a poor, lean condition, and were
51    2,   11|              the police-inspector. The poor blacks had had no hand in
52    2,   12|              peaceful little sleeper. “Poor child!” said Mary Grant. “
53    2,   12|               not believe it before.”~“Poor child!” said Lady Helena. “
54    2,   12|           Smith; but unfortunately the poor man was killed.”~“And you
55    2,   12|              enough. He was one of the poor native children confided
56    2,   12|              sympathy awakened for the poor child.~To speak the truth,
57    2,   14|             you will confer a favor on poor exiles, who will be only
58    2,   15|                of proper names is very poor.”~“Then these Australian
59    2,   16|        regenerative climate—”~Here the poor SAVANT stuck fast, unable
60    2,   17|                my father!” replied the poor girl.~She could say no more,
61    2,   18|             gave up her compartment to poor Mulrady. The Major removed
62    2,   18|         Mulrady. The Major removed the poor fellow’s flannel shirt,
63    2,   18|          moment, they feared, would be poor Mulrady’s last. He suffered
64    2,   18|              And now, may God save our poor sailor, and protect the
65    2,   19|         greatly tried his modesty. The poor fellow’s greatest trouble
66    2,   19|                 seemed to ridicule the poor unfortunates. However, Glenarvan
67    3,    1|                as far as here! and our poor comrades of the DUNCAN—”~“
68    3,    4|                 think of Mary Grant!”~“Poor girls!” murmured Glenarvan. “
69    3,   10|          disturb Glenarvan’s coolness. Poor Mary Grant felt her heart
70    3,   11|               with his hands; if he is poor and has no slaves, he has
71    3,   11|            this life of bondage.~These poor creatures appeared quite
72    3,   11|               from the eyes of the two poor ladies. They understood
73    3,   12|           lives and the lives of these poor women are in God’s hands.
74    3,   12|              wretches!’ But with these poor girls—”~At this moment John
75    3,   12|                the morning revived the poor young lady. She felt stronger
76    3,   13|              orographic maze, to which poor Paganel’s genius would doubtless
77    3,   15|               fern and sweet potato— a poor diet which was scarcely
78    3,   15|             kept her distance; but the poor exhausted fellows grew weaker,
79    3,   15|                whither to fly! The two poor ladies on their knees, prayed
80    3,   16|                pleasantry finished the poor geographer. The crew burst
81    3,   17|                you, at least, tell his poor children, who are waiting
82    3,   18|               that you have made but a poor bargain by coming to my
83    3,   18|                he is irrevocably lost. Poor children! Who can tell them
84    3,   19|              father is there!”~And the poor girl started up, and leaning
85    3,   19|            impossible to undeceive the poor boy, but he tried once more
86    3,   19|               he lay in a deep swoon.~“Poor orphans,” said John Mangles. “
87    3,   20|            Grant, “a paradise to these poor, shipwrecked fellows that
88    3,   20|           might accomplish my task. My poor brothers in old Caledonia,
89    3,   20|            from a divine hand.~“Ah, my poor children! how often we have
90    3,   20|              to her husband. “Must the poor man be left there?”~“He