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 1    1,    3|  notwithstanding one could not help remarking about this quiet
 2    1,    6|       In a few hours, with the help of the felling-sword, they
 3    1,   11|    Bobonasa, in endeavoring to help the French doctor. At length
 4    1,   20| turning toward Manoel, “Heaven help us!” he said to him; “we
 5    2,    5|       give in.~He could hardly help being astonished. A judge
 6    2,    6|   innocent man, and with God’s help I am going to kill you!”~
 7    2,    7| replied Manoel. “With heaven’s help it is possible that all
 8    2,    7| replied Passanha, “and may God help you in your search.”~Five
 9    2,    9|      of my men,” he asked, “to help you?”~“Give us your foreman
10    2,   12|     the crime, and it does not help us in the least.”~“No, it
11    2,   14|         Now for chance! Heaven help me now, logic is powerless!”~
12    2,   15|     doubt. Was it not with the help of his old defender that