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 1     XIV|                  CHAPTER XIV.~ ~WALLACHIAN HOSPITALITY.~ ~Manasseh
 2     XIV|       buckled the last strap.~ ~Wallachian troops were holding the
 3     XIV|        know that soon after the Wallachian mass-meeting at Balazsfalva
 4     XIV|         the midst of the sea. A Wallachian army ten thousand strong,
 5     XIV|     situation only in part. The Wallachian's argument for detaining
 6     XIV|        countenance with which a Wallachian knows so well how to convey
 7     XIV|  unchallenged through the whole Wallachian army. They are as good as
 8     XIV|      was, as is usual among the Wallachian nobility, well fitted for
 9      XV|        she saw the stately[159] Wallachian maiden thus mounted, she
10      XV|        sleep last night."~ ~The Wallachian girl drew rein abruptly
11      XV|           Quick!" exclaimed the Wallachian maiden. "Mount and away!
12      XV|       dashing through the whole Wallachian army, and not a hair of
13     XVI|    showed him where to find the Wallachian camp. No outposts challenged
14     XVI|        a whole roof, served the Wallachian leader and his staff as
15     XVI|    course. Opposite him sat the Wallachian leader.~ ~The game proceeded
16     XVI|        at last Manasseh and the Wallachian commander were left pitted
17     XVI|   needed elsewhere."[183]~ ~The Wallachian continued to lose. Finally,
18     XVI|    casks of plum brandy."~ ~The Wallachian sprang to his feet and clapped
19     XVI| Metternichian diplomacy."~ ~The Wallachian was visibly affected by
20     XVI|      bell-tower," commanded the Wallachian.~ ~"Good!" cried Manasseh,
21     XIX|     have marked are held by the Wallachian insurgents. Have you heard
22      XX|    himself Diurbanu. No genuine Wallachian would have taken the nickname
23     XXI|  unprotected women? He wore the Wallachian peasant costume, - a high
24     XXI|         with him to examine the Wallachian's scythe.~ ~"A tool of our
25    XXII|         silver buttons over his Wallachian dress, and a tuft of heron'
26    XXII|         face had nothing of the Wallachian peasant in its features
27    XXII|      churches to be seen in all Wallachian villages, its steep roof
28    XXII|       tree and watched by a few Wallachian lads, who were muffled in
29   XXIII|     dressed in the costume of a Wallachian military commander, his
30   XXIII|     sake. She will furnish them Wallachian peasant clothes, help them
31   XXIII|         That is over," said the Wallachian girl, calmly, and she led
32   XXIII|      and let them know that the Wallachian girl has forgotten nothing -
33   XXIII|         unharmed. That is how a Wallachian girl remembers a kindness."~ ~
34   XXIII|     punishment from Heaven. The Wallachian fears to lend aid to him