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 1        I|         to grind the poor under foot.”~ ~After his appeal to
 2       IV|        yours. I shall never set foot in Sairmeuse again. Penniless
 3      XIV|       trampling the crops under foot.~ ~The name of d’Escorval
 4     XVII|    spasm shook her from head to foot.~ ~“Can this be possible?”
 5      XXI|  brought him his horse, and his foot was already in the stirrup,
 6     XXIV|  shudder shook her from head to foot.~ ~“Your father, Maurice!”
 7     XXVI|       pursuing their journey on foot, when Corporal Bavois, enraged
 8    XXVII|    places on the benches at the foot of the platform.~ ~Chanlouineau
 9    XXVII|      place, and advanced to the foot of the platform.~ ~“The
10     XXIX|        base of the tower to the foot of the precipice— how far
11      XXX|    second, in descending to the foot of the precipitous rock.~ ~
12      XXX|       he was hurled down to the foot of the rocky precipice.
13     XXXI|       be no easy matter, as his foot was still in the stirrup,
14    XXXII|        inspect the rocks at the foot of the precipice.~ ~There
15     XXXV|      enough to carry you to the foot of the rock. But how shall
16     XXXV|     route; by daybreak they set foot on Piedmont territory.~ ~
17    XXXVI|    explain his early arrival on foot accompanied by a sick wife.
18    XXXIX|         and trampled them under foot.~ ~A servant was passing
19    XXXIX|      with an angry stamp of her foot as if she had been in her
20     XLIV|   surveyed himself from head to foot, and said, with a sneering
21     XLIV|          that I would never set foot in a house that had been
22      XLV|        his boys had injured his foot; then he had encountered
23      XLV|        Alone.”~ ~“Alone, and on foot, at night——”~ ~“I am in
24      XLV|        the rich carpet with her foot.~ ~Everything indicated
25    XLVII|      Jean trembled from head to foot, and his hesitation was
26        L|    flashed, and she stamped her foot in ungovernable anger. “
27       LI| humiliated me—trampled me under foot!”~ ~She paused.~ ~The bitter
28      LII|     survey himself from head to foot, and by the beautiful flowers
29      LIV|       thought.~ ~Had he been on foot he would certainly have
30      LIV|       the duke had scarcely set foot on the ground before he