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1  8,2| frenzy, he called out, "Oh wretch that I am! Oh thrice fool
2 14,2|  Therefore, if the envious wretch had not left Dort to follow
3 20,1|  of the garden." ~"Oh, the wretch!" muttered Cornelius, wiping
4 20,1|    from his brow. "Oh, the wretch! I guessed his intentions.
5 24,1|  bulb of my tulip. Oh, the wretch! he is an accomplice of
6 29,2|  at such a crisis the poor wretch's heart must have been encased
7 31,2|   truth must be told, this wretch, who had stolen what was