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 1     I|         whom it was difficult to judge whether she was a spouse
 2   III|        round the long table. The judge presided - a worthy, stout
 3   III|          Well, Martin," said the judge, "so here we have red Whitsun-Day
 4   III|          come, Martin!" said the judge, reprovingly. "Bragging
 5    IV|      fellow, and by profession a judge of the criminal court. He
 6    IV|   expression with his Honour the Judge. He always said "friend"
 7    IV| finishing his speech, his Honour Judge Bordácsi roared at him in
 8    IV|          string.~ ~"What!" cried Judge Bordácsi, with a still more
 9    IV|      take your part?" bawled the judge, as if he were speaking
10    IV|      good advice," continued the judge, in the same pitiless voice, "
11    IV|           This question took the judge somewhat aback at first,
12    IX|      things who were so quick to judge other folks! And now they
13  XVII|        that God who will one day judge me for my sins, that if
14   XXI|    virgins whom the priest shall judge to be the most meritorious