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 1    1,    1| frolic-loving sailor, who had flung it into the sea to amuse
 2    1,    4|    him; and, as she ended, he flung himself on her neck, and
 3    1,    9|     made known.~Little Robert flung himself on his neck in such
 4    1,   10| therefore they could not have flung the bottle into it.”~“Unless
 5    1,   10| bottle into it.”~“Unless they flung it into rivers which ran
 6    1,   10|     turned away, while Robert flung his arms round Mary’s neck.~“
 7    1,   11|        DISTRAIT as usual, was flung several times before he
 8    1,   11|      throwing off his poncho, flung it over his beast’s head
 9    1,   14|       mighty wings. Glenarvan flung himself on the corpse, and
10    1,   18|       to a right distance, he flung his BOLAS with such a powerful
11    1,   19|    the entrance. Into this he flung one of the still-glowing
12    1,   19|   About two o’clock, Thalcave flung his last armful of combustibles
13    1,   19|     leaped to the ground, and flung themselves into each other’
14    1,   26|       on board the DUNCAN. He flung his arms round Mary’s neck,