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 1 Int|          he had said: ‘You, my dear John, are going on towards
 2 Ded| practising but in shunning it. Dear to his townsfolk, beloved
 3   3|       to me at last, that I am dear to you. I only want to be
 4   8|        say? For now I know how dear I am to you. Now I have
 5   8|    Jove, if they are bought so dear? Its pleasure is short,
 6   8|      this remedy.~ ~ ‘Look, my dear,’ said she. ‘There is a
 7   8|      accident.~ ~ ‘Heavens, my dear,’ cried she, ‘come quickly,
 8  13|   return, and says:~ ~ ‘Oh, my dear, how glad I am you have
 9  14|       Lucretia. And it is not, dear Pandalus, my fault that
10  16|   Lucretia said to him:~ ~ ‘My dear husband, you are a heavy
11  17|   dream, it is the very truth. Dear kisses, soft embraces, bites
12  17|       bed? If you were half as dear to him as Lucretia is to
13  18|       repute.~ ~ ‘For my part, dear Lucretia, I advise what