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“You seem to lay too much stress on this fantastic apology,” answered the Doge, contemptuously; “at least you cannot expect that it should have much weight with me.”
— from The Bravo of Venice: A Romance by Heinrich Zschokke
There are fields and bits of lanes and hedges, but the rows of ugly little houses go creeping along like yellow caterpillars, eating up the green fields.
— from Oswald Bastable and Others by E. (Edith) Nesbit
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