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 1    VI|    afternoon Abellino sent his seconds to the carpenter. The first
 2    VI|     you doing?" cried both the seconds at the same time.~ ~"I am
 3    VI|       straight towards the two seconds.~ ~"Gentlemen, I am at your
 4    VI|   decoration."~ ~"Who are your seconds?" asked Livius, coldly. "
 5    VI|        as to choose for me two seconds from your own honourable
 6    VI|     and Livius should give him seconds that he did not like.~ ~"
 7    VI|        up the rear.~ ~The four seconds went apart and conversed
 8    VI|      having been arranged, the seconds attempted to reconcile the
 9    VI|     description.~ ~Alexander's seconds laid these conditions before
10    VI|    pocket-handkerchiefs.~ ~The seconds stepped aside, forming two
11    VI| standing in his place for some seconds, holding his pistol in his
12    VI|        afterwards another. The seconds hastened to the spot, and
13    VI|         What! fire at your own seconds? Do you call that discretion?
14    VI|    Michael then approached the seconds of the opposite party, and
15    VI|      Alexander, turning to the seconds, and producing the written
16    VI|    Discharged in full.'"~ ~The seconds laughed immensely at the
17    VI|        pocket, thanked his own seconds for their kind services,
18    IX|   Abellino; so they sent their seconds to each other, and it was
19   XVI|     duel, and I was one of the seconds of Abellino's opponent."~ ~"