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 1    1,    1|      sea. For a moment they all sat silent, gazing at this frail
 2    1,    3|       to his sister.~Miss Grant sat silent and motionless, with
 3    1,   18|        After a little, Thalcave sat silent and folded his arms.~“
 4    1,   18|        four-footed brethren. He sat motionless in the saddle,
 5    1,   19|      about ten o’clock he woke, sat up, and turned his ear toward
 6    1,   23|       immediately, and there he sat in a natural arm-chair,
 7    2,    1|        on the ground, unless we sat astride on the trees. Consequently,
 8    2,   12| Australian savage that they all sat round him in a listening
 9    2,   17|       story, and his companions sat silently thinking over it.~“
10    2,   17|      tore a blank page off, and sat down pencil in hand to write.~
11    2,   17|       in his eyes died away. He sat down again, and said quietly:~“
12    3,    2|         at the weather. Paganel sat in his corner, muttering
13    3,    9|         inches long. Beside him sat nine armed warriors of inferior
14    3,    9|        from recent wounds. They sat quite motionless, wrapped
15    3,    9|       their feet tied together, sat ten European prisoners closely
16    3,   13|     John Mangles entered. There sat a Maori, wrapped in a large
17    3,   13|    Without delay, the fugitives sat down near the palisade,
18    3,   16|         to his wish. Mary Grant sat beside her, near Glenarvan.