Book, Chapter

1    2,  41|        was she! May your genius pardon me, but you would not have
2    2,  51|     said, after a short pause, "Pardon me, gentlemen, but my stomach'
3    2,  56|       got him to give the boy a pardon and no sooner had this been
4    2,  58| crawling at our feet, imploring pardon. I was uneasy for fear his
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