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 1      IV|       of pistols - don't you?" spoke up the advocate, his professional
 2     VII|      his hand on her head, and spoke to her words of comfort
 3      IX| Startled surprise and gladness spoke in that word, which slipped
 4      IX|     know it. I met him, and he spoke to me and thanked me for
 5     XII|   again. Do you see?"~ ~As she spoke the white lady stepped on
 6      XV|   speak Hungarian with me. You spoke it well enough in your sleep
 7   XVIII| abhorrence in her voice as she spoke.~ ~Anna clasped her companion'
 8   XVIII|       smiled, and presently he spoke as coolly and collectedly
 9      XX|  ascended the stone pulpit and spoke. "Brothers and friends,"
10      XX|          The one that the girl spoke of yesterday when she said, '
11    XXII| trotting him up and down as he spoke. "Is it reasonable to suppose
12    XXII|  parted from me."~ ~The priest spoke in a tongue strange to the
13    XXII|      necessary, for even as he spoke a flash of lightning penetrated
14   XXIII|  addressing his enemy. He even spoke in German, to spare the