Parte,  Chap.

1  II,      XIII|  more in my alforjas than a scrap of cheese, so hard that
2  II,        XX| begged permission to soak a scrap of bread in one of the pots;
3  II,       XLV|   my conscience I haven't a scrap of cloth left, and I'll
4  II,         L|    spin I can't read, not a scrap."~ ~"Nor I either," said
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