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1     XIII| not succeeded; so much the worse. She rose and accepted his
2     XXIV| her husband, dead—or still worse, mortally wounded upon the
3    XXVII|   I am a perjured witness, worse yet, an accomplice. It is
4     XXXI|    him! These soldiers are worse than tigers, and the wretch
5   XXXVII|  Uncertainty seemed to him worse than death; he had heard
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