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 1        I|      you, Father Gauchais, the ground upon which the Croix-Brulee
 2       IX|  Nothing would grow there. The ground was covered with stones,
 3     XIII|      reduced to delving in the ground.”~ ~“Oh! you exaggerate,
 4      XVI|        no other floor than the ground; no ceiling save the thatch
 5     XVII|   three hundred yards of rough ground separated the place where
 6       XX|     his long coat, fell to the ground.~ ~“Ah, brigand!” exclaimed
 7    XXIII| disadvantage was thrown to the ground, crying, as he fell:~ ~“
 8     XXIV|      had already leaped to the ground and were lifting out an
 9    XXVII|      my body is six feet under ground.”~ ~“What is the proof?”
10   XXVIII|       does this mean?’~ ~“Jean ground his teeth in rage. ‘This
11     XXIX|       Escorval’s window to the ground?”~ ~“It is about forty feet
12      XXX|       how far he was above the ground. The height, however, must
13     XXXI|    buried a hundred feet under ground, I should gain the reward.”~ ~
14     XXXI|      his house levelled to the ground?”~ ~Lacheneur rose with
15     XXXV|        impossible to reach the ground upon which the citadel was
16     XXXV|   minute he lay there upon the ground stunned and dizzy.~ ~When
17     XXXV|       baron was lying upon the ground, his head supported on Mme.
18    XLIII|      large square rooms on the ground floor, besides the kitchen
19      XLV|        stumbled over the rough ground, and bruised herself against
20      XLV|    There was no floor save the ground; the walls were poorly whitewashed;
21     XLVI|       Chupin placed her on the ground about twenty paces from
22     XLVI|        father prostrate on the ground, he thought he was intoxicated,
23    XLVII|    body had been thrown on the ground, in a corner of the room,
24      LIV|   before a tract of unoccupied ground.~ ~The door was at once
25      LIV|       scarcely set foot on the ground before he heard the rumbling
26      LIV|        the rough, snow-covered ground.~ ~It was not long before
27      LIV|  relaxed and he dropped to the ground.~ ~A ray of pity penetrated
28      LIV|        threw his weapon to the ground, and was about to bound
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