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 1        I,  I  |       wish to marry her; but, confound it! the words won’t rhyme.
 2        I,  V  |   piece of petrified sponge. “Confound the brute!” he exclaimed, “
 3        I,  VII| agitation, and bewilderment. “Confound it!” he cried, “if this
 4        I,  XIV|         demanded Timascheff.~“Confound it!” cried the impatient
 5        I,  XIX|  pretty one; a lot of lies!”~“Confound the knave!” exclaimed Ben
 6        I,  XXI|        man!” cried Servadac. “Confound it, I have told you the
 7       II,  II |      intrusion from without.~“Confound it!” said Ben Zoof. “I must
 8       II,  II |    called out again, “Joseph! Confound the fellow! where is he?”
 9       II,  XIV| giving vent to his vexation. “Confound it! what does it mean? what
10       II,  XIX|     master could only reply, “Confound it, Ben Zoof! What is a