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 1    1,   14| however, and to his repeated cries of “Robert, Robert!” echo
 2    1,   15|      air with their piercing cries.~Paganel’s admiration increased
 3    2,    9|   the sun rises, and another cries when the sun sets! Oh, strange,
 4    2,   10| human voice, in the shape of cries, and whistles, and vo-ciferations.~
 5    2,   10|   after them, moved by their cries. But the lambs might bleat
 6    2,   15|      only interrupted by the cries of Ayrton urging on his
 7    2,   15|      only interrupted by the cries of the “morepork” in the
 8    3,   10|    In the midst of all these cries and threats, Lady Helena,
 9    3,   11|      shoulders. Her sobs and cries filled the air. Incoherent
10    3,   11|    the festival, but for the cries that emanated from these
11    3,   11|    pah”; then the chants and cries grew fainter. For about
12    3,   12|   flew away, uttering feeble cries, and the fugitives trembled
13    3,   13|       spurred on by the loud cries that drew nearer and nearer.
14    3,   13|   mountain, uttering fearful cries.~“Shout! yell! till your
15    3,   13|      our friends, though the cries reached them.~Lady Helena,
16    3,   13|   could hear the hum and the cries of the enemy’s camp.~At