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 1      III| terrible duke whose arrival had thrown the whole village into commotion.~ ~
 2       IX|  hesitated, and said:~ ~“I have thrown myself at my father’s feet;
 3       XI|       violence of the shock had thrown him down upon one knee;
 4       XI|       ordinary woman would have thrown herself between the two
 5       XI|       permit it.”~ ~Martial had thrown aside his gun; he now rose
 6      XVI|    which Marie-Anne’s words had thrown M. d’Escorval was so intense
 7     XVII|       making his escape, he had thrown her Aunt Medea; but in less
 8    XXIII|         such a disadvantage was thrown to the ground, crying, as
 9   XXVIII|      agony was terrible. He had thrown himself headlong into this
10      XXX|        same moment, two objects thrown through the tiny opening
11      XXX|     caught them up. Someone had thrown him two files.~ ~His first
12      XXX|        saviour, was impetuously thrown open.~ ~Another man entered,
13    XXXII|          The heroic peasant had thrown himself upon his straw pallet,
14     XXXV|         tower wall, then he was thrown forward by the rebound.~ ~
15   XXXVII|       even know where they have thrown the body of my murdered
16     XLII|        bone, as they would have thrown it to a dog; and he slept
17    XLVII|         traitor’s body had been thrown on the ground, in a corner
18    XLVII|    found him standing with head thrown back, eyes dilated with
19    XLVII|       me arrested at Turin, and thrown into prison. They told me
20      LII|       did it happen?”~ ~“He was thrown from his horse, in the forest,
21      LIV|   examined the contents. He had thrown aside several unimportant