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 1 I   |             of my uncle’s came to be pretty well understood in time,
 2 III |           confess it to you now, the pretty Virlandaise and the professor’
 3 III |      happened that the picture of my pretty Virlandaise threw me in
 4 VII |            In a couple of minutes my pretty Virlandaise was fully informed
 5 VII |              reins of government. My pretty Virlandaise was as calm
 6 VIII| insignificant king’s palace, nor the pretty seventeenth century bridge,
 7 VIII|         should have had together, my pretty Virlandaise and I, along
 8 IX  |              the troubles of the sea pretty well; my uncle, to his own
 9 XI  |            summer the female, a very pretty bird, goes to build her
10 XLIV|           blowholes. Beneath, down a pretty steep declivity, ran streams
11 XLIV|              leagues. Eastward lay a pretty little white seaport town
12 XLV |              happiest of men; for my pretty Virlandaise, resigning her