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 1     I| entertainment. "Look alive, Gyárfás! Quick! Make a verse upon this
 2     I|     comically big moustache, and its quick black[Pg 20] eyes like sparkling
 3     I|           Vidra! Come, down with it, quick!"~ ~"I, your Excellency?"
 4   III|              may win if his horse be quick enough. But, come now, show
 5   III|            lying where he is now."~ ~Quick as wildfire spread the rumour
 6   III|             hit the bull in the eye. Quick as lightning the beast leaped
 7   VII|             of the entertainment.~ ~"Quick, Palko, quick!" he cried; "
 8   VII|      entertainment.~ ~"Quick, Palko, quick!" he cried; "get the carriage
 9    IX|          stuck-up things who were so quick to judge other folks! And
10    IX|             is already in the snare! Quick, quick!~ ~"Yes, my darling,
11    IX|         already in the snare! Quick, quick!~ ~"Yes, my darling, a lot
12    IX|           those who lost to the very quick. He was stupefied by the
13    IX|            every word cut him to the quick, cut him to the very marrow.
14  XIII|             mode of riding, and like quick fire the rumour spread amongst
15  XIII|              found anywhere, and the quick cracking of whips on every
16   XXI|              for it. At such times a quick current of air brushes past