Parte,  Chap.

1   I,        IV|      quarters, stepped out so briskly that he hardly seemed to
2   I,      VIII|       the ground, dismounting briskly from his ass, rushed towards
3   I,       XVI|        and all worked away so briskly that they did not give themselves
4  II,       XIX|       and getting off his ass briskly, he drew out furiously one
5  II,       XXX|       Quixote drew himself up briskly in his saddle, fixed himself
6  II,     XXXII|     the soap rubbed his beard briskly, raising snow-flakes, for
7  II,    XLVIII| without uttering a word, very briskly hoisted up her petticoats,
8  II,     LXIII|     them spread the awning so briskly that it seemed to him as