Chapter

1   III| of his opponent's collar, twisting it so tightly that he gasped
2   III|  replied Mike Kis, deftly twisting his moustache, "but I am
3    IV|   cast down her eyes, and twisting a ribbon round her finger, "
4    IX| rose.~ ~Master Boltay was twisting his moustache as if he meditated
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