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1    2,   11| way, and the wagon went on slowly.~Paganel, as was his custom,
2    2,   12|    And so he was. His eyes slowly opened and then closed again,
3    3,    4|    a rosy hue. The curtain slowly rose over the vast watery
4    3,    6|   was spread. They drifted slowly toward the land, which rose
5    3,   10|   sign of thanks, and went slowly back to his place.~At this
6    3,   11|  Then the procession wound slowly down the mountain, and henceforth
7    3,   18|   much, I will begin.”~And slowly articulating each syllable,
8    3,   19|   under steam, but go very slowly, and to-morrow, at daybreak,