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 1    1,    3|          was a true Scotchman at heart, and it was for the honor
 2    1,    3|       invitation given with such heart, and Miss Grant and her
 3    1,    4|          the Lowlands, he had no heart for the union with England.
 4    1,    4|       dear; those people have no heart!”~“They have refused?”~“
 5    1,    4|         that he doubted the kind heart of her Majesty, but he knew
 6    1,    5|         Grant who poured out her heart to God in prayer for her
 7    1,   10|          Andes, and get into the heart of the Pampas. Shall we
 8    1,   12|         and they struck into the heart of the valley of Las Lejas,
 9    1,   12|          ascent, and Glenarvan’s heart began to sink as he thought
10    1,   14|          the beatings of his own heart, though he wandered all
11    1,   14|      down and put his ear to the heart.~But a wilder cry of joy
12    1,   15|        TOLDERIA, situated in the heart of a valley.~About thirty
13    1,   16|          He is brave; he has the heart of a bull.”~“The heart of
14    1,   16|       the heart of a bull.”~“The heart of a bull!” said Paganel. “
15    1,   18|         dried up—if, indeed, the heart of an Indian can ever despair.~
16    1,   19|      failed at once?~Glenarvan’s heart swelled as he looked at
17    1,   19|          him convulsively to his heart, pressed his lips on his
18    1,   22|        take failure quietly. His heart throbbed as if it would
19    1,   25|          vague uneasiness in the heart of every sentient being,
20    1,   26|         calm Glenarvan. When the heart and the reason are struggling,
21    1,   26|  struggling, it is generally the heart that wins the mastery. The
22    1,   26|          could he find it in his heart to insist, when the Indian,
23    2,    1|         gave way to despair. Her heart throbbed violently; she
24    2,    2|     little village, lying in the heart of the bay, and watered
25    2,    3|    solitary men lived was in the heart of a natural bay on the
26    2,    6|       Mangles was grieved to the heart, though he, too, was beginning
27    2,    7|          always cherished in his heart the hope of one day regaining
28    2,    7|    traces of the captives in the heart of so vast a continent?”~
29    2,   10|        of Malcolm Castle, in the heart of the Highlands of Scotland.~
30    2,   11|       quite cold, stabbed to the heart. The murderers had no doubt
31    2,   12|         tones, which went to the heart. When he mentioned the name
32    2,   12|       was still so strong in his heart that he had dared to brave
33    2,   12|     stirred to the depths of his heart, and felt his warmer sympathy
34    2,   14|     quarter of a mile off in the heart of a little valley. Electric
35    2,   14|          and plunged it into his heart. The beast dropped forward,
36    2,   17|       which went straight to his heart. Fate could hardly have
37    3,    4|    murmured Glenarvan. “John, my heart is broken; and sometimes
38    3,    4|       love, also.”~“Keep up your heart, my Lord,” said the young
39    3,    7|       the English cannonade. The heart of the army was the fierce
40    3,    9|          but hope revived in his heart. He concluded that some
41    3,   10|         Poor Mary Grant felt her heart sink within her, and John
42    3,   10|        rather have torn out your heart, I would have stuck your
43    3,   11|       dead?” thought John, whose heart was broken.~Escape was clearly
44    3,   11|          that Kai-Koumou, in his heart, is very much obliged to
45    3,   11|     Glenarvan pressed her to his heart, and Mary Grant went closer
46    3,   11|        Glenarvan, with a beating heart.~“Oh! if our Tohonga’s life
47    3,   14| Glenarvan watched with a beating heart, looking from all the interstices
48    3,   14|         beating of Lady Helena’s heart, as she clung to his arm.~
49    3,   17|          the brave fellows whose heart did not swell at the thought
50    3,   17|        awakening in that adamant heart a last faint touch of pity?~
51    3,   19|       Lord Glenarvan had not the heart to do it.~“Lower a boat,”
52    3,   20|         in broken words, for his heart was too full to speak. During
53    3,   20|     yours, and worthy of a noble heart. But this little isle—”~“
54    3,   20|        day of agony that was! My heart was almost bursting. My
55    3,   20|       the deepest secrets of the heart; but you will be neither
56    3,   20|           More than one felt his heart swell with emotion. Mary
57    3,   21|          which was biting at his heart.~This was the only adventure