Chapter

1     I|    shouting, the harness was rent to pieces, the horses lay
2     I|    not mine, my lord. I only rent the house. But as there
3   III|   his whip, and made a great rent in its red centre. Useless
4     V| charged her a purely nominal rent. And yet, for all that,
5     V|  flit in the night-time. Her rent she had deposited with the
6   VII|    the four thousand florins rent in precious stones, which
7   VII|      twenty thousand florins rent for it straight off."~ ~"
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