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 1     I|            But now he began to be angry. "I am dying," he cried. "
 2    II|         he should be particularly angry. But when a man has stood
 3   III|         whose face seemed full of angry dignity because he was engaged
 4   III|           huntsman's turn to grow angry, and he kept on flicking
 5   III|         his own. Instead of being angry, he covered with kisses
 6    IV|           believe that any one is angry with them until he actually
 7    IV|       with whom he was in any way angry, and if the whole penal
 8    IV|     abandon her also. And you are angry, you storm and rave when
 9     V| discomfited youths, more and more angry[Pg 122] every day, used
10    VI|         the blood came, he was so angry. Could these Philistines
11   VII|         No doubt he thought I was angry and sent Kutyfalvi on before.[
12  VIII|         at Pressburg. It made him angry now when people called him "
13    IX|         anything more.~ ~"Are you angry with me for talking? If
14    IX|        stretch. Your sisters were angry with him because he had
15    IX|        have said that he was very angry indeed.~ ~Even honest Teresa'
16    XI|   presence; and whomsoever she is angry with had much better have
17  XIII|       towards him.~ ~"You are not angry with me, I hope," said she; "
18  XIII|          able to get up. Don't be angry with me if I ask you to
19    XV|      affair?"~ ~Kecskerey made an angry grimace.~ ~"My dear friend,"
20   XVI|          not aware that I am very angry with you?"~ ~Well, at any
21   XVI|         to recollect that she was angry.~ ~"May I know how I have
22  XVII|       than enough to make any man angry.~ ~Rudolf tore at least