Chapter

 1 1 |      him pale, streaming with blood, covered with shame?" And
 2 2 |       linen bandages drops of blood oozed out which the pressure
 3 2 |       off a drop of the noble blood which had soiled the leaf,
 4 4 |    words the officer felt his blood run cold, as somehow or
 5 4 |     pike in the face, and the blood spurted forth. ~"My brother!"
 6 4 |     see through the stream of blood which blinded him, what
 7 4 |      wanted to draw a drop of blood from the fallen hero, and
 8 6 |   hope of revenge keeping his blood at fever heat. The chagrin
 9 6 |     precious sap with his own blood! ~But what were his surprise
10 10|      excitement, by which the blood is heated." ~Thereupon,
11 12|        not satisfied with the blood which they had shed three
12 12|      afraid that Van Baerle's blood would turn the scale of
13 13|   eager to see the perfidious blood of the guilty Cornelius
14 17|   held up, and showing in the blood, as it flowed downwards
15 17|     of the tulip-fancier. The blood rushed to his brow, and
16 18| wounded over the last drop of blood in his veins; watch over
17 24|     tell you I shall shed his blood as he did that of my black
18 24|    will kill me, and drink my blood! Very well! very well! And
19 28|  passion is roused, and one's blood boiling, so it would be
20 31|     and devout leaders, whose blood had stained the foul pavement