Book, Chapter

1    2,  52|   at Cumae, hanging up in a jar; and whenever the boys would
2    2,  57|  while grasping a huge wine jar with his teeth. Trimalchio
3    2,  74|     one smashed the other's jar with a club. Perturbed at
4    2,  81| draught of the wine in that jar, I mean the kind I intend
5    2,  82|   me well." Then, opening a jar of nard, he had us all anointed. "
6    5, 139|    green bark wickerwork, a jar~Stained by the lifeblood
7    5, 141|   scurried around and put a jar of wine under my hands and,