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 1     I|   and with a large astrachan cap on his head drawn down over
 2     I|      head into his sheepskin cap, threw his bunda over his
 3     I|      head was a little short cap, somewhat like a tin saucepan
 4     I|   From underneath this short cap, on both sides, there bulged
 5     I|     hair that the rim of the cap was quite overwhelmed. The
 6    II|    instant Abellino's cloak, cap, and cane were wrested from
 7   III|    up, and, whipping off his cap, briefly expressed the wish
 8   III|   you might, and he wore his cap, with a tuft of meadow-sweet
 9   III|      when they offered him a cap. "I mean to win back my
10   III|    the table, or chucked his cap in a corner - betyár tricks
11   VII| coming forward, took off his cap, coughed slightly, steadily
12   VII| lurched forward, holding his cap in his hand.~ ~"Come, sirrah!
13   VII|     he did not even doff his cap before Abellino, who was
14   VII|     balcony.~ ~"Look to your cap, you bumpkin! Why don't
15    IX| dress on your back, the very cap[Pg 205] on your head, you
16  XIII|   with his hunting boots and cap, and considers himself justified
17    XX|    young artisan removed his cap, and with the same respect,
18 Words|       the Hungarian tall fur cap, mostly plumed, part of
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