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 1     I|      convince a drunken man by mere words, drew nearer to him,
 2     I|        where Patrona lived the mere idea of a street never presented
 3    IV|    about in slippers that were mere bundles of rags - that is
 4    IV|      was something more than a mere tale in all this.~ ~But
 5     V|   doubly as big as he was, his mere size could not have saved
 6     V|       did occur to him: Am I a mere tool in the hands of my
 7    IX|       the Seraglio.~ ~"It is a mere ruse," observed the wise
 8    XI| Patrona - thoughts meet for no mere[Pg 222] mortal. Poor indeed
 9   XII|          what is the life of a mere man?~ ~In thought he endowed
10   XII|       sitting beside them were mere fishermen and cobblers.~ ~
11   XII|        Halil. How could you, a mere petty huckster, be expected