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 1     V|      length a well-known dandy, Fennimore by name, resolved to try
 2    IX|         being Abellino's rival, Fennimore, at the sight of whom Abellino
 3    IX|       impertinent laugh.~ ~"Ah, Fennimore!" cried he. "You certainly
 4    IX| mistaken, I can tell you. It is Fennimore who will have to pay. Here,
 5    IX|        and I'll try my luck."~ ~Fennimore said not a word; he was
 6    IX|      seem to apply to you. Poor Fennimore, God help thee!"~ ~Fennimore
 7    IX|    Fennimore, God help thee!"~ ~Fennimore arose; he would play no
 8    IX| banknotes piled up before him, "Fennimore's twofold ill luck has given
 9    IX|        Mon cher Abellino!" said Fennimore, who chanced to be standing
10    IX|        laughing and sniggering. Fennimore's shrill voice resounded
11    IX|     their conversation? Why did Fennimore make such efforts to put
12    IX|     bank.~ ~He began to lose.~ ~Fennimore was sitting at the other
13    IX|        was elsewhere.~ ~And now Fennimore again won four times as
14    IX|        shivered with rage. What Fennimore said was true. He must needs
15    IX|      noticed now what he dealt. Fennimore again won four times the
16    IX|        pure filibustery!" cried Fennimore, with insolent indignation.~ ~
17    IX|     pack of cards right between Fennimore's eyes.~ ~Fennimore's naturally
18    IX|     between Fennimore's eyes.~ ~Fennimore's naturally pale face grew
19    IX|         intervened, and dragged Fennimore back.~ ~"Let me go - let
20    IX|    good-humour of the majority. Fennimore and Abellino were therefore
21    IX|     every[Pg 241] one knew that Fennimore and Abellino had quarrelled
22    IX|  affront as that inflicted upon Fennimore by Abellino; so they sent
23    IX|     vindictive temper. Finally, Fennimore, after treacherously wounding
24    XV|      been. Look now! you killed Fennimore, and Fennimore had a younger
25    XV|       you killed Fennimore, and Fennimore had a younger brother who