Vulgar words in Through Russian Snows - A Story of Napoleon's Retreat from Moscow (Page 1)
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"It is Julian's handwriting, Aunt," he shouted, and then exclaimed, as Mrs. Troutbeck, who was on the sofa, gave a low cry and fell back fainting, "What an ass I am to blurt it out like that!"
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In spite of Frank's confidence he could not bring himself to believe that the young fellow could be a match for a practised duellist, although he had, after he had left Frank's room the evening before, gone into the town and knocked up the gunmaker, who had sometime before gone to bed.
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I was a great ass in those days, but I think that now I have learnt something."