Book, Chapter

1    2,  52| Trimalchio's threatening face relaxed and he turned to us, "If
2    2,  53|    Trimalchio's way: his face relaxed into good humor and he said, "
3    3,  83|    and when my unsteady hands relaxed their hold, Ascyltos, that
4    4, 108|       makes his own! And when relaxed in sleep~The members lie,
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