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1      XXI|       seized the horse by the bridle.~ ~“Abbe Midon!” exclaimed
2   XXVIII|     reached us; we caught the bridle and held him. Can you guess
3     XXIX| Zounds! girl! I advise you to bridle your tongue!”~ ~“The proof
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