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 1     I|   tents, one of my oxen went mad, and yet you and your people
 2     I|     s hogsheads of wine went mad I would drink it. That's
 3     I|  sent you hither!"~ ~At this mad idea the laughter burst
 4     I|      father - - ~"Aha!"~ ~"A mad, doating old fellow, of
 5     I|      honey instead of sugar. Mad, eh?"~ ~"Certainly. But
 6   III|    when, in the midst of his mad career, the long chaplet
 7   III|     must be fools to bring a mad bull among the people on
 8   III|    spread the rumour of this mad idea. The more timorous
 9    IX|  other; for if they were not mad, they would not behave as
10    IX|      that man was positively mad about you!"~ ~So we've got
11    XV|    against you. 'I am not so mad,' said he, 'as to take action
12    XV| devils!" exclaimed Abellino, mad with rage. "What can be
13   XVI| Ninon d'Enclos. He was quite mad about her; ruined himself,
14   XXI|      he is if he were not as mad as he is bad. No! I will