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## Options ## Options
-f, --file The path name of the file to analyse (string) -f, --file The path name of the file to analyse (string)
-l, --output-length 100 The length in tokens of the output to generate (integer) -l, --output-length 100 The length in tokens of the output to generate (integer)
-h, --no-help, --help false Print this text and exit -h, --no-help, --help false Print this text and exit
-o, --output The path name of the file to write to, if any (string) -o, --output The path name of the file to write to, if any (string)
-t, --tuple-length 2 The length of the sequences to analyse it into (integer) -t, --tuple-length 2 The length of the sequences to analyse it into (integer)
## Examples ## Examples
simon@engraver:~/workspace/milkwood-clj$ java -Xss4m -jar target/milkwood-clj-0.1.0-SNAPSHOT-standalone.jar -f ../milkwood/undermilkwood.txt -t 4 -l 100 simon@engraver:~/workspace/milkwood-clj$ java -Xss4m -jar target/milkwood-clj-0.1.0-SNAPSHOT-standalone.jar -f ../milkwood/undermilkwood.txt -t 4 -l 100
ears, conjures MRS ORGAN MORGAN And then Palestrina, SECOND VOICE he shouts to his deaf dog who smiles and licks his hands. UTAH WATKINS Gallop, you bleeding cripple! FIRST VOICE From where you are you can hear in Cockle Row in the spring, moonless night, Miss Price, in my pretty print housecoat, deft at the clothesline, natty as a jenny-wren, then pit-pat back to my egg in its cosy, my crisp toast-fingers, my home-made plum and butterpat. ears, conjures MRS ORGAN MORGAN And then Palestrina, SECOND VOICE he shouts to his deaf dog who smiles and licks his hands. UTAH WATKINS Gallop, you bleeding cripple! FIRST VOICE From where you are you can hear in Cockle Row in the spring, moonless night, Miss Price, in my pretty print housecoat, deft at the clothesline, natty as a jenny-wren, then pit-pat back to my egg in its cosy, my crisp toast-fingers, my home-made plum and butterpat.
### Bugs ### Bugs