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 1     I,      IV|         was Mr. Dumany. He still held the child on his arm, and,
 2     I,      IV|         observed that Mr. Dumany held a short conversation with
 3     I,      IV| Scythians, barbarians as we were held to be, had also some painters
 4     I,       V|        the deep melancholy which held her own innocent babe responsible
 5     I,    VIII|       but, before reading it, he held it over a charcoal fire,
 6     I,      IX|       church if the service were held in Hungarian. And then just
 7     I,      IX|         the pity that the pocket held it so tight.~ ~ ~ ~
 8     I,       X|         meeting, which was to be held that day.~ ~"But what right
 9     I,     XII|         dear Nell," he said, "we held a party meeting yesterday,
10     I,    XIII|         a flowering rose-bush. I held a spade in my hand, and
11     I,    XIII|          moss; and all the way I held them in my hand for fear
12    II,       I|         rose out of my hand, she held it over to her companion.~ ~"
13    II,       I|       reply, and she impatiently held out her bit of a hand for
14    II,     III|       and partisans came, and we held a conference. From that
15    II,     III|         how I had deserved to be held in such high esteem, I could
16    II,     VII|           But Siegfried tenderly held her hands, and persuaded
17    II,     VII| blasphemous roysterers, and so I held my peace and looked on.~ ~
18    II,      IX|         raised. The ceremony was held in Vernöcze in the afternoon,
19    II,     XIV|            She ran up to me, and held my hand. "No! no!" she said: "
20    II,      XV|       smart cut on the hand that held the hammer. I had just lifted
21    II,    XVII|          bleeding heart which is held up as a sacrifice to me.
22    II,    XVII|        given him a mother."~ ~He held up the boy to her, and at