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 1    1,    6|      fazenda of Iquitos had been cut away from the bank and carried
 2    1,    6|          had cleared the ground, cut down the underwood, and
 3    1,    6|      clean sweep; the trees were cut to the level of the earth,
 4    1,    7|       the road the felling-sword cut a deep gap, and the group
 5    1,    7|   unfortunate fellow, and with a cut of his hunting-knife severed
 6    1,    7|        am still able to curl and cut your hair, to shave you,
 7    1,    7|            replied Fragoso; “you cut me down and I belong to
 8    1,   12|          feet high, in which are cut the steps of a not very
 9    1,   12| staircase, in a miserable state, cut in the cliff, allowed the
10    1,   13|         can I do for you, sir?”~“Cut my beard and my hair,” answered
11    1,   13|       Torres.”~When the hair was cut in the latest style Fragoso
12    1,   14|          of anything you have to cut it off to make it let go!
13    1,   19|         VI., of Portugal, had it cut, and wore it on his neck
14    2,   16|          be easy to tear down or cut through if they could only
15    2,   17|       and of grating steel as it cut through iron, which ought
16    2,   20|        leagues in circumference. Cut up by marshes and rivers,