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1   XVIII| around the waist was girt a belt, as broad as one's hand,
2   XVIII|   handsome bodice and woven belt, the richly trimmed cloaks,
3      XX|   felt a strong hand on his belt behind, and he was lifted
4     XXI|    without sleeves, a broad belt with buckles, under which
5   XXIII|   pistols were stuck in her belt.~ ~"Take care!" she cried
6   XXIII|    so well armed. He made a belt of the cords he had brought
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