Book, Chapter

1    2,  79|  mollified. Trimalchio could restrain the tears no longer. "Habinnas,"
2    3, 100|     still angry, I could not restrain my hand; clenching my fist,
3    4, 111| harsh and implacable masters restrain their cruelty, and we are
4    4, 119|      feet! I could no longer restrain the tears, at this; I beat
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