Book, Chapter

1    4, 117|      her, she sprang at us and tore us apart. Thoroughly enraged
2    5, 133|      this quiet place with me, tore himself away and fled into
3    5, 140| abominable rabid cackling. One tore at my tunic, another undid
4    5, 141|    from her trembling head she tore the snow-white hair,~And
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