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 1        I,  I   |  assumed rich and varied hues, broken by the shadows of the heavy
 2        I,  II  |  Semipolatinsk, must have been broken in several places. Now,
 3        I,  IV  |      is astonishing, as having broken out between the Volga and
 4        I,  VII |     the fair had been abruptly broken up at its outset.~The waves
 5        I,  VII |        Fatigue and sorrow have broken me.”~“Will you go and rest
 6        I,  X   |        avalanche of stones and broken trunks which were hurtling
 7        I,  XII |        behind them the country broken by tree-covered hills, the
 8        I,  XIII|      the river the current was broken by a long point projecting
 9        I,  XV  |     nothing; but his sleep was broken. What he had seen since
10        I,  XVI |     escape before the camp was broken up.~His determination taken,
11        I,  XVII|      up to him, and in a voice broken by fatigue, “What do you
12        I,  XVII|     calmly: “Sir, the wire has broken.” And, leaving his wicket,
13       II,  I   |       Michael Strogoff? Had he broken down under the weight of
14       II,  III |   trickling down his face, had broken the seal. He read and re-read
15       II,  VIII|   miserable horse had two legs broken, and was quite useless.
16       II,  IX  |        later he added, “I have broken my oath, Nadia. I had sworn
17       II,  IX  | succoring his mother!”~“I have broken my oath, Nadia,” returned
18       II,  XI  |    floe in the obscurity, only broken now and again by the flashes
19       II,  XIII|   Fedor retired with his heart broken. In that interview his last
20       II,  XIV |     back, would appear to have broken up.~It was the 5th of October.