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 1    1,    3|        would see a young girl and boy that wanted to speak to
 2    1,    3|          a few minutes a girl and boy were shown in. They were
 3    1,    3|         favorable impression. The boy she held by the hand was
 4    1,    3|         think?”~“No,” replied the boy, in a decided tone; “not
 5    1,    3|         her hands and kissing the boy’s rosy cheeks.~“What is
 6    1,    3|           without that,” said the boy.~“Yes, Mr. Robert,” rejoined
 7    1,    5|       Rest easy on that score, my boy,” said Lord Glenarvan, gravely;
 8    1,   10|            we’ll manage to go, my boy, and find him. Nothing can
 9    1,   11|      consisted of three men and a boy. The captain of the muleteers
10    1,   11|       natives called PEONS, and a boy about twelve years of age
11    1,   11|        the baggage mules, and the boy led the MADRINA, a young
12    1,   11|           from Glenarvan kept the boy in proper order.~The country
13    1,   12|          You shall be carried, my boy; but we must get to the
14    1,   12|    Mulrady added, “I’ll carry the boy.”~The march eastward was
15    1,   13|         getting up.~“No, my brave boy, rest yourself. You’ll be
16    1,   13|             I should think so, my boy. I’m a Frenchman, and in
17    1,   14|          the roll call.~The brave boy was beloved by everybody.
18    1,   14|       still alive! If we lose the boy, how could we ever dare
19    1,   14|           He is still alive!”~The boy’s clothes were stripped
20    1,   15|          went back to Robert, the boy held out his arms to the
21    1,   16|           s hands in his own, the boy said, in a soft tone:~“Es
22    1,   18|      would you be able for it, my boy?”~“Oh, I have a fine beast,
23    1,   18|         take me.”~“Come, then, my boy,” said Glenarvan, delighted
24    1,   18|       well he rode. Certainly the boy deserved praise, for he
25    1,   18|  evidently congratulating you, my boy, and paying you compliments.”~“
26    1,   18|             I see him still,” the boy went on, as if speaking
27    1,   18|  Glenarvan, deeply touched by the boy’s genuine affection.~During
28    1,   18|       Indian, isn’t he?” said the boy.~“That indeed he is.”~“Do
29    1,   18|       devoted they are.”~“Yes, my boy, I know that,” replied Glenarvan.~“
30    1,   18|           did, my Lord,” said the boy, seizing his lordship’s
31    1,   18|    draught.~“Drink moderately, my boy,” said Glenarvan; but he
32    1,   18|        anxiety.”~“You’re right my boy; but how could we carry
33    1,   18|        Yes, my Lord,” replied the boy, standing up, gun in hand.~
34    1,   19|          not afraid of wolves, my boy?” said Glenarvan.~“No, my
35    1,   19|           than twenty times.”~The boy made no reply, and Glenarvan
36    1,   19|           till morning.”~“Yes, my boy, and with knife-thrusts,
37    1,   19|      hands. “I, myself! Save this boy, Thalcave! I commit him
38    1,   19|        more than a glimpse of the boy, holding on fast by Thaouka’
39    1,   19|        Robert! oh you unfortunate boy,” cried Glenarvan.~But even
40    1,   19|        Thaouka, good horse. Brave boy. He will save himself!”~“
41    1,   19| overtaking Thaouka; and also that boy and horse had outdistanced
42    1,   19|           Indian hugged the brave boy in his arms.~“He is alive,
43    1,   19|  Glenarvan put his arms round the boy and said, “Why wouldn’t
44    1,   19|             My lord,” replied the boy in tones of gratitude, “
45    1,   22|      shrugging his shoulders. “My boy, you are dreaming.”~“I am
46    1,   22|           some of the seed.”~“The boy is really speaking seriously,”
47    1,   22|         soon see I am right.”~The boy had not been mistaken, for
48    1,   23|  exclaimed Robert.~“Certainly, my boy, and live the life of birds,
49    1,   24|    laughter which rang out in the boy’s clear treble voice and
50    1,   25|       exclaimed Robert. “Well, my boy, so much the better, for
51    1,   25|      about are insects!”~“Yes, my boy.”~Robert caught one in his
52    2,    1|           patron, till the modest boy did not know which way to
53    2,    1|            And he leaned over the boy and pressed his lips on
54    2,    1|           so am I of you, my dear boy,” returned the captain,
55    2,    1|          Lady Helena. Never was a boy so much embraced, or by
56    2,    4|          will tell us.”~“Alas! my boy, I cannot. All that I affirm
57    2,    4|   inquired Robert.~“Australia, my boy, is about as large as four-fifths
58    2,    7|           present. Robert, then a boy of ten years old, had been
59    2,   12|     stumbled upon a little native boy lying fast asleep beneath
60    2,   12|           prize for geography, my boy?”~“Yes, sir. Here it is,”
61    2,   12|      submit. Ah, well, Toline, my boy, does the moon belong to
62    2,   14|         Major McNabbs. The daring boy, in spite of his sister’
63    2,   16|            He’s going ahead, this boy of Captain Grant’s!” said
64    3,    5|         stay with them. The brave boy listened with all his ears,
65    3,    5|           t frighten yourself, my boy,” said Glenarvan; “our friend
66    3,    5|           is the hand of a little boy! I feel as if I should enjoy
67    3,    5|          tale will answer you, my boy,” said Paganel: “One day
68    3,   12|          by the appearance of the boy, resumed his post.~“It is
69    3,   12|    Monsieur Paganel?” replied the boy, amazed.~“Yes; is he waiting
70    3,   12|       wait for the rest.”~“Go, my boy,” said Glenarvan, pressing
71    3,   12|        the cord informed them the boy had alighted safely.~Glenarvan
72    3,   19|        and Lady Helena?~The young boy, old above his years through
73    3,   19|       Mary put her arm around the boy, and hugged him fondly as
74    3,   19|      glowing with enthusiasm.~“My boy, my brother,” replied Mary, “
75    3,   19|           father’s voice, my dear boy?”~“Yes, my Lord; there,
76    3,   19|  impossible to undeceive the poor boy, but he tried once more
77    3,   19|           s father,” returned the boy, with indomitable energy, “
78    3,   20|           paternal affection. His boy, too, came in for admiration. “