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1   III|    longer with the herd, and woe betide every living animal
2   III|    soul in the room sighed, "Woe to thee, Mike Kis!" when
3     X| words they addressed to her. Woe to her if she did not realize
4     X|    did not realize this, and woe to her also if she realized
5     X|     her feelings to herself! Woe to her if she did not give
6     X|      as good as she got, and woe to her if she did! Poor
7    XI|   herself your champion, and woe betide whomsoever dares
8    XX| there she might weep out her woe, amidst sweet torture and
9    XX|     painful joy, that secret woe which she had carried about