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1  5,3| forgotten. There was a box of choice cigars upon the table, and
2 10,3|    was passing, and he had no choice of resources. As soon as
3 13,3|     he had not been allowed a choice in the matter; and since
4 14,2|      Ah, well! it wasn't from choice. I had been there twice
5 14,3|    duel and my help make your choice, and quickly." ~The prospect
6 15,1|      vases in my room full of choice flowers, though I was never
7 16,3| sufficient to fix M. Wilkie's choice. "Where can I find him?"