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 1       10|        name to my outsider, the filly. Nana, Nana—that sounds
 2       11| laughingly.~She referred to the filly Nana, the Nana who had let
 3       11|       nobody was asking for the filly; she was not even being
 4       11|      one could understand it. A filly beaten on all the racecourses!
 5       11|       on all the racecourses! A filly which that same morning
 6       11|        Why are the odds on your filly changing?”~He trembled,
 7       11|   shortening of the odds on the filly. It would be a nice business
 8       11|         business for him if the filly stood a chance, seeing that
 9       11|         was dyeing the chestnut filly the brilliant color of a
10       11|        But little by little the filly kept gaining and gaining,
11       11|    fancied it was a help to the filly. With each stroke she sighed
12       11|       he put his heart into the filly, held her up, lifted her
13       11|         in astonishment for the filly, nor could any tell whether
14       11|      order to make play for the filly. The losers were vexed;
15       11|        thousand francs over the filly and a loser to the tune