Parte,  Chap.

 1   I,  TransPre|   Cervatos in the north-west corner of Old Castile, close to
 2   I,  TransPre|   primitive draw-well in the corner that he meant Don Quixote
 3   I,         I|    ages lying forgotten in a corner eaten with rust and covered
 4   I,        XI|    be told, what I eat in my corner without form or fuss has
 5   I,       XIV| every street and round every corner oftener than anywhere else.
 6   I,      XVII|   his horse and turning to a corner of the inn he laid hold
 7   I,        XX|   farther, when on turning a corner the true cause, beyond the
 8   I,     XXIII|    the valise, not leaving a corner in the whole of it or in
 9   I,     XXIII|      mountain, not leaving a corner or cave unexamined until
10   I,      XXIV| little farther off round the corner of a rock. On reaching it
11   I,     XXVII|      far when on turning the corner of a rock they discovered
12   I,       XLI|      when he observed in one corner of the vessel the little
13   I,       XLI|     whether I shall find any corner to shelter her in my own
14   I,    XLVIII|  shall be 'the tailor of the corner.' And though I have sometimes
15  II,        IX|     me, and perhaps, in some corner or other, I may stumble
16  II,        IX|      I won't leave a nook or corner of the whole village that
17  II,       XXV|   retired with Sancho into a corner of the stable, where, without
18  II,       LIX|     might have left me in my corner without troubling his head