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 1 III   |              wonderful shot with the rifle, since not only could he
 2 VIII  | breech-loading fowling-pieces, and a rifle that had withstood every
 3 XIV   |              exclaimed Joe.~“It’s my rifle, I know the ring of her!”
 4 XV    |       happened?” questioned Kennedy, rifle in hand.~“Look!” replied
 5 XVII  |       repeated Kennedy, handling his rifle.~“No,” said the doctor, “
 6 XVII  |       Kennedy said this, he drew his rifle to his shoulder.~“Wait,
 7 XVII  |             to?” said Kennedy, whose rifle itched in his grasp.~“He’
 8 XVII  |      elephant to a halt. He drew his rifle to his shoulder, but his
 9 XVII  |          said Kennedy, reloading his rifle with care. In another moment
10 XVII  |              Kennedy had to fire his rifle several times at these unceremonious
11 XVIII |         Kennedy, toying with his pet rifle.~“And I’m ready, master,
12 XVIII |            them with a shot from his rifle, that made them regain the
13 XX    |              hunter, brandishing his rifle.~“No! no!” objected the
14 XXI   |               Joe gently brought his rifle to his shoulder as he spoke.~“
15 XXI   |              we have one shot in the rifle; four for the two muskets;
16 XXII  |               and Kennedy seized his rifle. The doctor, however, besought
17 XXII  |        brawny Scot, laying aside his rifle, and seizing the priest
18 XXVII |            rested on the butt of his rifle, which jutted above the
19 XXVII |        struggled desperately for the rifle.~“Let go, or I’ll kill you!”
20 XXVII |          seconds, when, suddenly the rifle went off. At the sound of
21 XXVII |           careful!”~Dick grasped his rifle, and Joe took one of the
22 XXVII |             on, his eye blazing; his rifle cocked; fearful to behold
23 XXVII |             and swiftly reloaded his rifle.~In another instant he fired,
24 XXVII |              piece, and give me your rifle.”~“What is your plan?”~“
25 XXVII |            hung it on the end of the rifle, and thrust it above the
26 XXXI  |              under the muzzle of his rifle? There! there! look at that
27 XXXII |              the hunter, cocking his rifle.~And, in fact, they were
28 XXXII |            come within range of your rifle, but I repeat that, if they
29 XXXIII|            frequently discharged his rifle; and, when passing over
30 XXXVI |             Kennedy.~“Lay aside your rifle,Dick.”~And the Scot obeyed
31 XLI   |            was to save Mr. Kennedy’s rifle. I owed him that good turn
32 XLIII |            them along the road.”~“My rifle!” said the sportsman. “I
33 XLIII |            over, and discharging his rifle with one hand, brought another
34 XLIV  |           Edinburgh, with his famous rifle, for he was in haste to