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1      I,  I    | Corporal Joliffe, I am at your mercy.”~“No more, Mrs Joliffe,
2      I,  II   |     trapped and killed without mercy. These massacres were conducted
3      I,  VI   | Indians, who hunt them without mercy.~The wapitis were so engrossed
4      I,  IX   |      the boat, and were at the mercy of the winds and waves.~
5      I,  IX   |       it now. They were at the mercy of the waves, and the bark,
6     II,  I    |        floating island, at the mercy of the winds and waves,
7     II,  I    |    ground, and floating at the mercy of winds and waves.~“Then,
8     II,  IX   |      in her frail kayak at the mercy of winds and waves.~She
9     II,  XVIII|        to Heaven for the great mercy vouchsafed, which was doubtless