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1     XXII| and fall, he desired to be buried beneath its ruins. They
2   XXVIII|   choked his utterance; he buried his face in his hands to
3     XXIX|   succeeded his frenzy. He buried his face in his hands, evidently
4     XXXI|   even if he were dead and buried a hundred feet under ground,
5     XXXI|   they can never escape.~ ~Buried beneath his horse, M. Lacheneur
6    XXXIX|  to any honorable heart?~ ~Buried in a large arm-chair, he
7     XLII|   His sons believed he had buried it somewhere; but they tried
8    XLVII|    last, and with his face buried in his hands, and his elbows
9      LII|   the sum that the old man buried, and I will allow my brother