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diff --git a/1023-0.txt b/1023-0.txt
index cec10ce..b2ac860 100644
--- a/1023-0.txt
+++ b/1023-0.txt
@@ -9885,7 +9885,7 @@ a-hunting with bow and arrow, bear witness to his greatness. Inside,
his forefathers, looking on him from the walls, say, “Each of us was
a passing reality here and left this coloured shadow of himself and
melted into remembrance as dreamy as the distant voices of the rooks
-now lulling you to rest,” and hear their testimony to his greatness
+now lulling you to rest,” and bear their testimony to his greatness
too. And he is very great this day. And woe to Boythorn or other
daring wight who shall presumptuously contest an inch with him!
@@ -26544,7 +26544,7 @@ you.”
At times there is a suddenness in the manner of Mademoiselle Hortense
so like a bodily spring upon the subject of it that such subject
-involuntarily starts and fails back. It is Mr. Tulkinghorn’s case at
+involuntarily starts and falls back. It is Mr. Tulkinghorn’s case at
present, though Mademoiselle Hortense, with her eyes almost shut up
(but still looking out sideways), is only smiling contemptuously and
shaking her head.
@@ -34623,7 +34623,7 @@ jewel-cases, he sees the reflection of himself in various mirrors,
and moralizes thereon.
“One might suppose I was a-moving in the fashionable circles and
-getting myself up for Almac’s,” says Mr. Bucket. “I begin to think I
+getting myself up for Almack’s,” says Mr. Bucket. “I begin to think I
must be a swell in the Guards without knowing it.”
Ever looking about, he has opened a dainty little chest in an inner
diff --git a/1023-h/1023-h.htm b/1023-h/1023-h.htm
index c595739..b9b8d7d 100644
--- a/1023-h/1023-h.htm
+++ b/1023-h/1023-h.htm
@@ -9974,7 +9974,7 @@ a-hunting with bow and arrow, bear witness to his greatness. Inside,
his forefathers, looking on him from the walls, say, “Each of us was
a passing reality here and left this coloured shadow of himself and
melted into remembrance as dreamy as the distant voices of the rooks
-now lulling you to rest,” and hear their testimony to his greatness
+now lulling you to rest,” and bear their testimony to his greatness
too. And he is very great this day. And woe to Boythorn or other
daring wight who shall presumptuously contest an inch with him!</p>
@@ -26657,7 +26657,7 @@ you.”</p>
<p>At times there is a suddenness in the manner of Mademoiselle Hortense
so like a bodily spring upon the subject of it that such subject
-involuntarily starts and fails back. It is Mr. Tulkinghorn’s case at
+involuntarily starts and falls back. It is Mr. Tulkinghorn’s case at
present, though Mademoiselle Hortense, with her eyes almost shut up
(but still looking out sideways), is only smiling contemptuously and
shaking her head.</p>
@@ -34733,7 +34733,7 @@ jewel-cases, he sees the reflection of himself in various mirrors,
and moralizes thereon.</p>
<p>“One might suppose I was a-moving in the fashionable circles and
-getting myself up for Almac’s,” says Mr. Bucket. “I begin to think I
+getting myself up for Almack’s,” says Mr. Bucket. “I begin to think I
must be a swell in the Guards without knowing it.”</p>
<p>Ever looking about, he has opened a dainty little chest in an inner