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 1    II|  seized the girl's hand and pressed it to his lips. How cold
 2    II|    her to his breast, as he pressed her to him, the girl murmured
 3   III|    transport of enthusiasm, pressed the favourite Sultana to
 4    IV| time to his own breast, and pressed his lips to her lips over
 5    IV|  his shoulders.~ ~Yet Halil pressed one more long, long kiss
 6   VII|     the porcelain vase, and pressed the earth down on every
 7  VIII|     to him.~ ~Damad Ibrahim pressed the writing to his forehead
 8  VIII|     the skiff ashore. Halil pressed a golden denarius into the
 9    IX|  half closed, his lips were pressed tightly together, he thrust
10    IX|    to his forehead and then pressed it to his lips.~ ~Then Achmed
11    IX|     himself and his empire, pressed to his bosom his dear enchanting
12    IX|     shout of joy the people pressed towards the mosque in their
13     X|     cane-sugar, rose-water, pressed raisins, and citron juice,
14    XI|   ancestors.~ ~Kaplan Giraj pressed Halil's hand by way of expressing
15    XI|      oddly enough, as Halil pressed the hand of the Khan, it
16    XI|    Halil Patrona gratefully pressed the Janissary's hand. He
17   XII|     Halil with a cold smile pressed Musli's hand. Even now poor