Parte,  Chap.

 1   I,        IV|    no bigger than a grain of wheat; for by the thread one gets
 2   I,        IV| milled him like a measure of wheat. His masters called out
 3   I,         V|      had been with a load of wheat to the mill, and he, seeing
 4   I,       VII|      bread than ever came of wheat, never reflecting that many
 5   I,        IX|   raisins and two bushels of wheat, and promised to translate
 6   I,       XII|    sow barley this year, not wheat; this year you may sow pulse
 7   I,      XXXI|     winnowing two bushels of wheat in the yard of her house."~ ~"
 8   I,      XXXI| Quixote, "the grains of that wheat were pearls when touched
 9   I,      XXXI|   look, friend? was it white wheat or brown?"~ ~"It was neither,
10   I,      XXXI|   side to side with a lot of wheat she had in the sieve, and
11   I,      XXXI|    help her to put a sack of wheat on the back of an ass, we
12  II,      VIII|   her grace was sifting that wheat I told you of, the thick
13  II,      VIII|    lady Dulcinea was sifting wheat, that being an occupation
14  II,        IX|      thou sawest her sifting wheat."~ ~"Don't mind that, senor,"
15  II,     XXXII|  found her sifting a sack of wheat; and more by token it says
16  II,     XXXII|     token it says it was red wheat; a thing which makes me
17  II,     XXXII|   mean occupation as sifting wheat; I have already said, however,
18  II,     XXXII|     said, however, that that wheat was not red wheat, nor wheat
19  II,     XXXII|  that that wheat was not red wheat, nor wheat at all, but grains
20  II,     XXXII| wheat was not red wheat, nor wheat at all, but grains of orient
21  II,    XXXIII|    about finding her sifting wheat, the whole story being a
22  II,     LXVII|    bread than ever came from wheat' in other men's houses.