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 1       II|         poor soldiers, mortally wounded upon the field of battle,
 2       IX|         in order to satisfy his wounded pride, then? Perhaps he
 3        X|      that his pride will not be wounded. His is a devotion which
 4     XXII|         peasants fall, mortally wounded. The rest pause, frozen
 5    XXIII|         save the moans of a few wounded men, who called upon their
 6    XXIII|      But before thinking of the wounded, M. de Sairmeuse must decide
 7    XXIII|         combat. Besides, he was wounded far more severely than I.”~ ~
 8     XXIV|        or still worse, mortally wounded upon the public highway—
 9      XXV|        he turned pale.~ ~“Is he wounded?” he asked, eagerly.~ ~“
10      XXV|    should be mistaken. What, if wounded and faint from loss of blood,
11      XXV|         knowing he was mortally wounded, endeavored to destroy this
12      XXV|      were only fifteen peasants wounded. Our men fired in the air.
13    XXVII|    daring peasant, “that he was wounded by a sabre-thrust while
14    XXVII|        see whether or not he is wounded.”~ ~A refusal on the part
15    XXVII|        confess that he had been wounded.~ ~Fortunately for the duke,
16   XXVIII|       that the marquis had been wounded. I declared that he was
17   XXVIII|   Marquis de Sairmeuse had been wounded?” inquired Marie-Anne.~ ~
18   XXVIII|       showed me that he too was wounded, and then he remounted his
19     XXIX|       my brother has been badly wounded, and he is now under the
20     XXIX| wondering to what extremity his wounded vanity would carry him,
21     XXIX|       to know how deeply he was wounded, perhaps because—as he afterward
22     XXXI|      Lacheneur himself had been wounded, or whether he had escaped
23     XXXI|      saved,” said he. “Weak and wounded as I am, I should perish
24     XXXI|         his hopes and fears.~ ~“Wounded and exhausted as you are,”
25    XXXII|  decorated, who had been deeply wounded by imputations uttered by
26    XXXII|   quickly, “and was dangerously wounded!”~ ~“Upon my word!” exclaimed
27    XXXII|      the rascal had merely been wounded we should have known it.”~ ~
28   XXXIII|    children on the altar of his wounded pride; he had not even the
29     XXXV|   sincerely sorry that they had wounded the feelings of a man who
30     XXXV|       do, and he now lifted the wounded man a little higher on Mme.
31     XXXV|         gentlemen will take the wounded man’s place upon the litter;
32     XXXV|    thought of everything.~ ~The wounded man was lifted carefully
33     XXXV|        a physician.~ ~“And this wounded man,” he added, “is Jean
34     XXXV|  already given an asylum to one wounded conspirator, consent to
35     XXXV|         choose to shelter these wounded men—I shelter them. In my
36     XXXV|         light of day, bearing a wounded man upon a litter.~ ~Among
37     XXXV| peasants who believed that this wounded man was Baron d’Escorval,
38     XXXV|         are carrying one of our wounded comrades,” they said to
39   XXXVII|      which the condition of the wounded man demanded.~ ~But where
40   XXXVII|         hope of discovering the wounded conspirators through them.~ ~
41   XXXVII|  rewarded. Three days later the wounded man, after quite a comfortable
42    XLIII|        Blanche shuddered like a wounded man on hearing the terrible
43     XLVI|         innkeeper!” groaned the wounded man, sinking to the earth.~ ~
44    XLVII|       followed the track of the wounded man, the blood-stains left