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 1        I| rightful property of others. Hunting and fishing at all seasons,
 2       XI|     touched the visor of his hunting cap with his finger, and
 3     XXII|   early morn to dewy eve, in hunting, he went to bed every evening
 4     XXIV|  have weapons here.”~ ~“Yes, hunting rifles.”~ ~“Where are they?”~ ~“
 5     XXIX|       My son-in-law, who was hunting yesterday in the mountains,
 6     XXXI|   full of soldiers, who were hunting for them, but they hoped
 7     XXXI|     the conspirator they are hunting for, and for whom they promise
 8     XXXI|     Yes, Balstain; and he is hunting for you now. That is not
 9     XLII|      satisfy his passion for hunting. At such times, instead
10    XLIII|    at night. What game is he hunting? Father Chupin, of course.
11     XLIX|      a fool as to persist in hunting birds’ nests after the birds