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 1    1,    4|     charge of his cousin, a good old lady. Captain Grant was
 2    1,    4|      children to the care of his old cousin set off to explore
 3    1,    4|        Just at this juncture the old cousin died, and Harry Grant’
 4    1,    5|         Austin, the mate, was an old sailor, worthy of all confidence.
 5    1,    6|        yacht is a portion of our old Caledonia, a fragment of
 6    1,    6|          my dear captain, we are old friends. Let’s have a little
 7    1,    9|        across a regular cargo of old books in the chief officer’
 8    1,   18|         on his knee, crooning an old Scotch ballad about the
 9    1,   21|         Paganel instantly of the old subalterns in his own country.~
10    1,   21|        was a French sergeant, an old comrade of Parachapee. He
11    1,   21|   nursing twin babies six months old— two boys, be it understood,
12    1,   21|        Miquele! Pepe, seven year old; Pepe can handle a gun.”~
13    1,   24|       two friends disputing over old Noah. Contrary to all his
14    1,   24|           and went to consult an old Dervish. The old sage told
15    1,   24|      consult an old Dervish. The old sage told him that happiness
16    1,   24|          the Prince embraced the old man, and set out at once
17    2,    1|         had ever fallen into his old habits while they were away.
18    2,    3| countryman in the person of good old Monsieur Viot. He was far
19    2,    3|         Viot’s fishing-huts. The old man had been long on the
20    2,    3|     party bade adieu to the good old M. Viot, and returned to
21    2,    3|          receiving in return the old man’s blessing on their
22    2,    6|       his long legs, forty years old, out-distanced by a young
23    2,    6|         Channel, which separates Old Caledonia from the Emerald
24    2,    7|          then a boy of ten years old, had been given into his
25    2,    8|      assistance of Harry Grant’s old companion.~Paddy O’Moore
26    2,    8|      whatever they might be.~The old sailor told John he might
27    2,   11|           which the sleeve of an old woolen shirt could not conceal.
28    2,   14|          macropus giganteus, an “old man,” as the bushmen say.~
29    2,   14|          troop stopped, and the “old man” leaned against the
30    2,   16|       and instinctively felt his old distrust of Ayrton revive.~
31    3,    5|          was one day visiting an old Brazilian woman who was
32    3,    7|    tribes are organized like the old clans of Scotland. They
33    3,    7|           The object was to make old Potatau king, and to fix
34    3,    7|     Waipa Rivers. Potatau was an old man, remarkable rather for
35    3,    8|          it a wide berth.”~“Your old fears, Paganel!” retorted
36    3,   10|          the abuse of a crowd of old crones. This troop of harpies
37    3,   10|          assembled in the “pah,” old men, full grown men, youths;
38    3,   11|  interdict has the effect of the old royal “veto.”~If an object
39    3,   11|         crowd, chiefs, warriors, old men, women, children, without
40    3,   15|     young, about a hundred years old, resembled the red pine
41    3,   16|        friends when the songs of old Scotia fell on their ears.
42    3,   16|      questions on all sides. The old sailor did not know which
43    3,   16|        Paganel, stupefied at the old sailor’s replies. “Then
44    3,   16|          the bewilderment of the old sailor, what was their amazement
45    3,   16|          such vehemence that the old sailor was somewhat disconcerted.~“
46    3,   16|          Could a faithful, exact old servant like himself have
47    3,   16|       madam, pardon me,” replied old Tom. “No, it is impossible,
48    3,   16|    questions to him.~“Now, then, old Austin,” said Glenarvan, “
49    3,   18|     waiting, had returned to the old haunt of robbers and incendiaries
50    3,   19|      Lady Helena?~The young boy, old above his years through
51    3,   20|       Paganel was enchanted. His old fancies about Robinson Crusoe
52    3,   20|       made you so popular in our old country?”~“No, my Lord,
53    3,   20|        task. My poor brothers in old Caledonia, all who are needy
54    3,   21|          were returning to their old Scotia.~As soon as the DUNCAN
55    3,   21|         wedded Mary Grant in the old cathedral of St. Mungo,
56    3,   21|          the most popular man in old Caledonia. His son Robert