Parte,  Chap.

1   I,       XVI|   her breath, which no doubt smelt of yesterday's stale salad,
2   I,      XXXI|    in the head, or must have smelt thyself; for I know well
3  II,       XIV| three horses and the ass had smelt one another out, and were
4  II,      XVII|  nose, and as soon as he had smelt it he exclaimed:~ ~"By the
5  II,      LXVI|   letters, merely because it smelt of cheese.~ ~Said Tosilos
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