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 1    1,    2|     slightly remind us of the arms of the Arabs, guns of long
 2    1,    4|     be glad to welcome to his arms the new son whose sterling
 3    1,    8|     and the hundred and sixty arms were no more than were necessary
 4    1,    9|  worked with a hundred sturdy arms. It was from the sides,
 5    1,   20|       At length, crossing his arms, he said:~“You have a daughter!—
 6    1,   20|    mother. Yaquita opened her arms to protect, to defend her.~“
 7    1,   20|     Here Torres, with crossed arms, gave the whole family a
 8    2,    6|      prisoner, who opened his arms and pressed them to his
 9    2,    9|     his head and lifts up his arms, and these parts of his
10    2,   10|    containing either money or arms, would have sunk to the
11    2,   10|   like a man asleep, with his arms folded under his head!~Was
12    2,   10| wrapped him in its folds. His arms even he could not lift,
13    2,   10|       the water lifted up the arms, and they swayed about as
14    2,   17|     perfectly motionless. His arms rested on a small table
15    2,   17|      again?”~And with crossed arms, and head erect, Joam Dacosta
16    2,   17|  Dacosta, who had crossed his arms, “this order requires the
17    2,   20|     last able to clasp to her arms the daughter whom her son