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 1     III|      allow such an iniquity!" cried the princess.~ ~"Ah, my
 2      IV|       into the mountains!" he cried, "for if the young rogue
 3       V|      s hands.~ ~"Victory!" he cried, panting for breath. "The
 4       V|  Hallelujah!"~ ~"Hallelujah!" cried Gabriel Zimandy also, rejoicing
 5      VI|      voice from the multitude cried, "Evviva Pio Nono!" The
 6    VIII|      let me get hold of him!" cried Gabriel, with menace in
 7      IX|    him again."~ ~"Wonderful!" cried Blanka. "That will surely
 8       X| letter."~ ~"A devilish plot!" cried the lawyer wrathfully. "
 9     XII|       Put more fire into it!" cried the dancer. But Blanka could
10    XIII|      gathering gloom, and she cried out in sudden terror.~ ~"
11    XIII|       Countess, hear me!" she cried, in distress. "Have pity
12    XIII|  whithersoever you will!" she cried, and she sank on his bosom
13     XIV|       kiss, and then Manasseh cried, joyfully:~ ~"Aaron, my
14     XIV|        you young scapegrace?" cried Aaron.~ ~The youthful soldier
15     XIV|     her face.~ ~"Never fear!" cried the young man. As he gave
16     XIV|       they are firing at us!" cried Blanka, startled.~ ~"Don'
17     XIV|       wrestling, brother?" he cried in the sleeper's ear.~ ~"
18      XV|      Oh, what have you done?" cried Zenobia, start[163]ing up. "
19      XV|   Aaron, you are a magician!" cried the young girl. "Where did
20     XVI|      to hide his concern, and cried out, in a harsh tone: "If
21     XVI|     the Wallachian.~ ~"Good!" cried Manasseh, with a laugh. "
22    XVII| exclaimed at once.~ ~"There!" cried Aaron, "we both wished the
23   XVIII|       wonder-struck. 'See!' I cried, 'you cannot shoot now any
24     XIX|         Don't touch me, sir!" cried the marchioness, drawing
25     XIX|    Manasseh.~ ~"Ah, at last!" cried the marchioness, eagerly.~ ~
26     XIX|      there so calm and cool!" cried the woman, in a passion. "
27     XIX|   before the night was over," cried the prince, with a laugh,
28     XIX|       her shoes.'"~ ~"Bravo!" cried the prince. "And you would
29     XIX|    for yourself."~ ~"No, no," cried the prince, "I will not
30     XIX|    insurgents."~ ~"Nonsense!" cried the marchioness. "Who told
31      XX|      pair.~ ~"Sister-in-law," cried Alexander, "don't go out!
32      XX|    corpse.[236]~ ~"Jonathan!" cried Blanka, wildly.~ ~"Your
33      XX|    his words. "To arms!" they cried, "to arms!" They were ready
34      XX|    What are you thinking of?" cried Manasseh, in a voice that
35     XXI|       horn.~ ~"Aaron! Aaron!" cried both young women in concert
36     XXI|    her.~ ~"You little geese!" cried Manasseh, laughing, "it
37     XXI|     tool of our own make!" he cried, lifting it up and inspecting
38     XXI|   after him.~ ~"Oh, heavens!" cried Anna, "what have you done?
39    XXII|     lightning.~ ~"And Torda!" cried a voice from the benches.~ ~"
40    XXII|    and because the little boy cried for his lost[263] blackbird,
41    XXII|       say it shall be Torda!" cried a determined voice.~ ~"I
42    XXII|      of cardboard started and cried out in concert:~ ~"Toroczko!"~ ~
43   XXIII|       the twelve-year-old boy cried if he was not allowed to
44   XXIII|   cellar.~ ~"They're coming!" cried the fiddler; "and I sha'
45   XXIII|    your tender spot, have I?" cried the other, with an exultant
46   XXIII|      sell our lives dear!" he cried, with a glad leap into the
47   XXIII|   find a way out of this!" he cried, in a frenzy.~ ~Running
48   XXIII|         Hold on, stand back!" cried the gipsy, as Manasseh was
49   XXIII|      belt.~ ~"Take care!" she cried to Manasseh, and she made
50   XXIII|          There, Manasseh," he cried, in triumph, "there's our
51   XXIII|       stone floor.~ ~Diurbanu cried out with pain as he fell,
52   XXIII|     for the stirrup.~ ~"Aha!" cried the little gipsy, "a good
53   XXIII|           Oh, he's got away!" cried the gipsy, in great chagrin. "
54    XXIV|  greeted him.~ ~"Impossible!" cried Manasseh, in astonishment. "
55    XXIV|        you poor innocent!" he cried, "how can you be a soldier
56    XXIV|       that sort."~ ~"Deceit!" cried Aaron; "we are deceiving
57    XXVI|     it.~ ~"Let them come on!" cried the major, confidently. "
58    XXVI|    heaven. "Egy az Isten!" he cried, and all his comrades followed
59   XXVII|    Jesus, too, the people had cried: "Be our general, lead us
60   XXVII|  endure.~ ~"I am but mortal!" cried the tempted man, in anguish. "
61  XXVIII|       remorse, the guilty man cried aloud in his despair and
62  XXVIII|       Don't come near me!" he cried, in warning. "Death is in