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1    1,    1|   constant cry of the howling monkeys, which St. Hillaire has
2    1,    2|     all the prehensile-tailed monkeys which haunt the forests
3    1,    6|       an innumerable crowd of monkeys who were hardly their superiors
4    1,    7|   feet above, where troops of monkeys chased each other along
5    1,    7|     away in hundreds, and the monkeys fled from tree to tree,
6    1,    8| forest with its birds and its monkeys——”~“Its snakes, its jaguars!”
7    1,   15|    and admired the legions of monkeys, sulphur-white in color,
8    1,   18|      do you see the troops of monkeys disporting in the higher