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 1 8 |         bourgeoisie, to which we owe the greater~number of our
 2 8 |          my Providence? do I not owe my happiness to you?~You
 3 12|        my happiness, and yet you owe me~nothing in return. I
 4 12|    flowers; so do you to me;~you owe me the flowers of pity,
 5 14|        such scenic effects; they owe~it to the grace of their
 6 17| happiness I have known in life I owe to~you; the pangs were caused
 7 17|         To you, Calyste, I shall owe my eternal happiness; will
 8 18|          one morning,~"because I owe my happiness to it; and
 9 18|  eruptions to which, perhaps, we~owe great men?~ ~It would be
10 19|          Beatrix," he said, "you owe me happiness. I have sacrificed
11 25|             Figures; whether you owe fifty or one hundred thousand?
12 25|     connoisseur to another. "You owe?"~ ~"Oh! a mere trifle,
13 25|          her value, and you will~owe your fortune to her disappointment.