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1      XXI|        pressed his beloved son convulsively to his heart, feeling that
2     XXIV| colorless lips disclosed teeth convulsively clinched, and a large dark-blue
3    XLIII|       with anger, her hands so convulsively clinched that the nails
4      XLV|   staggered, pressed her hands convulsively upon her breast, and sank
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