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 1    IX|       rest!~ ~She was to have sixty thousand florins down if
 2    IX|      no doubt, reflected that sixty thousand florins was a nice
 3    IX|     eyes of real connoisseurs sixty thousand florins were but
 4    IX|      ready to deposit with me sixty thousand florins, ready
 5    IX|       forfeit the money. Now, sixty thousand florins is a great
 6    IX| coffee-spoon.~ ~"Yes, mother; sixty thousand florins is a lot
 7    IX|   much the worse for him, the sixty thousand florins will be
 8   XVI|      because of her. He spent sixty thousand florins upon her."[
 9   XVI|     does not do the same with sixty thousand florins, when offered
10   XVI|   Abellino's words, or to his sixty thousand florins, which
11   XVI|      might have been won with sixty thousand florins."~ ~And