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1   XVIII|      some to Blanka.~ ~"I can eat this all my life," said
2     XXV| Cyrene. "So the soldiers must eat half a million florins'
3     XXV|   country ought to be glad to eat two florins' worth[304]
4    XXVI|       and altogether unfit to eat.~ ~A final and concentrated
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