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 1      I, I     |       Chapter I.~When I and a Gallic friend had assembled in
 2      I, VIII  |    You defend your nation, my Gallic friend, by means of rhetoric;
 3      I, IX    |     You are going too far, my Gallic friend: take heed lest some
 4      I, XX(24)|    first sentence of Caesar's Gallic War.~
 5      I, XXI   |       view."~"Well," says our Gallic friend upon this, "I know
 6     II, I     |  lowest of servants, which we Gallic country-people call tripets,2
 7     II, III   |     mules, they waste all the Gallic whips they had. The whole
 8     II, XIV   | remains." This promise of our Gallic friend being equally acceptable
 9    III, I     |       I.~"It is daylight, our Gallic friend, and you must get
10    III, XVI   |  afflicted. But you ought, my Gallic friend, to have frequently