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 1    1,    2|  country strike you even in the mere mention of it?”~“Patagonia!”
 2    1,    4|        brother, who was still a mere child. By dint of close
 3    1,    5|       look upon the DUNCAN as a mere fly-boat, and yet this pleasure
 4    1,   13|      can affirm the fact by the mere taste, that this animal
 5    1,   16|  document would appear to him a mere fantastic story.”~“Is it
 6    1,   18|        made his capture for the mere pleasure and glory of such
 7    1,   23|     degree of latitude is not a mere figure, and that it applies
 8    1,   23| captivity of Harry Grant, is no mere guess or supposition. We
 9    2,    5|        his attempt succeeded. A mere shred of canvas though it
10    2,    7|        would be better. It is a mere trip from London to Edinburgh,
11    2,    8|    hearty, for he considered it mere costly superfluity.~But
12    2,   13|     asked Lady Helena.~“It is a mere village, madam, but on the
13    2,   15|         Lord Glenarvan, “are—”~“Mere pocket mountains,” put in
14    2,   15|     Several unimportant creeks, mere streams full of little rushes,
15    2,   16|      strange it happens so.”~“A mere chance, and nothing more,”
16    3,    6|       really move at all. It is mere undulating molecular motion,
17    3,    8|          This village will be a mere cluster of huts, and so
18    3,   11|      but a violent blow from a “MERE,” a kind of club brandished
19    3,   11|      horrible.~Six blows of the MERE, delivered by the hands
20    3,   14|        Maunganamu. It was not a mere geyser like those that girdle
21    3,   20|           No, madam, no; I am a mere ass!”~“And not even a learned