Parte,  Chap.

 1  II,       XIV|          good to me! Isn't it Tom Cecial, my neighbour and gossip?"~ ~"
 2  II,       XIV|          now unnosed squire; "Tom Cecial I am, gossip and friend
 3  II,       XIV|      assistance of his squire Tom Cecial; from whom Sancho never
 4  II,       XIV|          really and truly the Tom Cecial he said; but the impression
 5  II,        XV|       undertook the task, and Tom Cecial, a gossip and neighbour
 6  II,        XV|        fashion described, and Tom Cecial, that he might not be known
 7  II,        XV|      thought to find birds.~ ~Tom Cecial, seeing how ill they had
 8  II,        XV|           In that case," said Tom Cecial, "I was a madman of my own
 9  II,        XV| unfortunate Samson was cured. Tom Cecial left him and went home,
10  II,       XVI|   enormous nose of my gossip, Tom Cecial?"~ ~"And dost thou, then,
11  II,       XVI|      Carrasco, and his squire Tom Cecial thy gossip?"~ ~"I don't
12  II,       XVI|          was the very face of Tom Cecial, as I have seen it many
13  II,       XVI|     squire so like my gossip, Tom Cecial? And if that be enchantment,
14  II,       LXX|          by a peasant, not by Tom Cecial his former squire for fear