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 1 XXXVIII|   have not another crumb to eat.”~True as it was, we scarcely
 2 XXXVIII|     live.”~“Oh, you want to eat me, do you?” sneered Owen,
 3 XXXIX  |    you have had anything to eat?”~Astonished at his question,
 4 XXXIX  |     share, and that he must eat this now, and, perhaps,
 5 XLI    | coldly, “isn’t it better to eat a dead man than a living
 6 XLV    | slaughter and without delay eat up one another.~The heat
 7 XLVII  |    to me, “it was better to eat a dead man than a live one.”~
 8 XLIX   |  gory morsels, kept saying “Eat, eat!” In the midst of his
 9 XLIX   |  morsels, kept saying “Eat, eat!” In the midst of his insane
10 LV     |     you will not require to eat the whole of me today.”~