Chapter

 1  7,3|        That's no affair of mine, Doctor; you will explain
 2 11,3|   should combine yours and mine; and as, of course, you
 3 11,3|   that is to say, hers and mine combined. ~"So may God grant
 4 15,1|  allow these pigeons to be mine! Well, I vow they are even
 5 15,1|   are even less yours than mine." ~"Omittance is no acquittance,"
 6 16,1|   it for your bulb and for mine. As to that in which yours
 7 20,2|  as I should to a child of mine, if I were a mother. Only
 8 25,2|    there any other besides mine?" asked Rosa, trembling. ~"
 9 26,2|   I do not recognise it as mine I will frankly tell it;
10 28,2| taste, the better it is to mine." ~"How so?" ~"Oh, it's