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1     I,      IV|         nicely, pray!" he said, smilingly. "It saves you trouble.
2     I,       X|        as the red-sashed priest smilingly and playfully raised a threatening
3    II,      II|        Christian?"~ ~At first I smilingly referred her to Becker's "
4    II,      II|       by the Devil," I replied, smilingly.~ ~"And why those?" she
5    II,     III| happiness in advance?" I asked, smilingly. "Surely I can't get married
6    II,      VI|          Memento mori," I said, smilingly.~ ~"No. Mind money. It means '
7    II,     XVI|      Never mind, sir," he said, smilingly; "these are all afternoon
8    II,    XVII|        to me," said Mr. Dumany, smilingly, and, in an instant, little