Book, Chapter

1    1,   5| delivered in time of pestilence, ordering the immolation of three
2    2,  57|          stood holding a ladder, ordering his boy to dance from rung
3    2,  60|           because they're always ordering me on a diet of duck soup:
4    4, 119|       poem labors to its birth." Ordering Giton to come to close quarters
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