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 1 IV   |  Gondokoro, and then came back to die of exhaustion at Karthoum—
 2 XVI  |         fertility is beginning to die out; her productive powers
 3 XIX  |       black fellows—gracious! I’d die of shame!”~“Well, then,
 4 XXII | vouchsafed to me the joy before I die of having pressed your friendly
 5 XXIII|      thirty years of age!”~“He’ll die in our arms. His breathing,
 6 XXIII|         of weakness. You will not die. How could any one die on
 7 XXIII|        not die. How could any one die on this beautiful summer
 8 XXIV |       even now, has a tendency to die away altogether.”~“Come,
 9 XXVII|          much the better—we shall die!”~“So much the better!”
10 XXXV |          sink upon the ground and die.~Thus working his way along,