Part,  Chapter

1      I,       I|     wailed the child, with a fresh burst of sobs.~ ~"Who is
2      I,       I|   had fanned the fire into a fresh blaze.~ ~"It is high time,"
3     VI,      VI|     makes - me faint."~ ~The fresh air of the court soon revived
4    VII,      II|    those days.~ ~Then came a fresh Job's messenger.~ ~General
5      X,     III| opened the sash to admit the fresh air from the garden.~ ~Marie
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