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1 XI    |             CHAPTER XI.~What my feelings were I cannot describe;
2 XXIII | evidently shared all Owen’s ill feelings.~Twice did Curtis order
3 XXVIII|         to give any idea of the feelings with which, one and all,
4 XXXIV |        girl.~“No, Mr. Andre, my feelings are always rather those
5 XXXIX |      and I fully understood his feelings. Taking his hand, I tried
6 XLIII |       the wind.~For an hour our feelings alternated between hope
7 XLIV  |       withal, I profess that my feelings were rather those of fascination
8 XLV   |         So exasperated were the feelings of us all, however, that
9 XLVI  |      haunted us had reduced our feelings.~Ever since the storm-cloud