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 1   III|  words the features of Achmed grew still more gentle, still
 2    IV|       at these words her face grew pale, her eyes closed, and
 3    IV|       pricked up his ears and grew[Pg 93] terribly attentive
 4  VIII|   them."~ ~The Kiaja suddenly grew paler than a wax figure.~ ~"
 5    IX|     of God, his lips suddenly grew dumb, and there for a few
 6     X|       denser and more violent grew the crowd. Any smaller groups
 7    XI|      glow of the southern sky grew ever paler on the half-moons
 8    XI|       the minarets, till they grew gradually quite dark and
 9   XII|      and more somnolent as he grew older.~ ~But again the door
10   XII| further he receded the keener grew his anguish of heart because