Book, Chapter

1    2,  43|       a shameless brow, and a sharp horn. A great many school-teachers
2    3, 100|      his pitying head with my sharp knuckles. In tears, he sat
3    5, 160| fruits in the wind, and their sharp, thickly painted nipples
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