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1    1,    2| distraction, picked up the stones within his reach, and threw
2    1,    2| Then Torres began to throw stones at him again, and bits of
3    1,   19|    handful of those pretty stones is worth a million, sometimes
4    2,    8|    rather harrows, made of stones and old iron, bound round
5    2,    8|    would appear only heavy stones or tufts of herbage which
6    2,   16|  enough. The badly jointed stones in the wall, which were