Chapter

 1 II  |             I understand neither. Dear Antoinette, make my excuses
 2 II  |        had he chosen to do so.~ ~"Dear Mother, the gentleman presents
 3 III |          God."~ ~"What can I say? Dear Antoinette, I will say this,
 4 V   |       with, "Who is the newcomer, dear?"~ ~"Someone that you have
 5 V   |           more tiresome and dull, dear. But he is the fashion."~ ~
 6 VI  |            You will not tame HIM, dear Duchess," the old Vidame
 7 VII |            and love you!"~ ~"But, dear me, poor Armand, you are
 8 VII |          and fro in the~boudoir. "Dear Antoinette, I wield a more
 9 VII |        composedly at the lady.~ ~"Dear," continued she, "respect
10 VII |     insolence of her~words.~ ~"My dear Antoinette, thank you for
11 VII | Montriveau had not been there.~ ~"Dear, I was wrong," he began,
12 VII |         of Langeais; I am with~my dear Antoinette."~ ~"Will you
13 VII |   lightning from his eyes.~ ~"No, dear"; but the "No" was equivalent
14 VII |           in six months, like the dear~Princess, my neighbour.
15 VIII|           it is not I who speaks, dear, it is reason; and how~should
16 VIII|     surrender of the position.~ ~"Dear Antoinette," he cried. "
17 VIII|         with"~ ~"What is this, my dear fellow?" Armand broke in. "
18 VIII|      laugh.~ ~"Things being thus, dear boy," said he, "it is my
19 VIII|        could~estrange them.~ ~"My dear Armand, why did you not
20 VIII|         wipe away your kisses, my~dear friend, as indifferently
21 VIII|        are made of hard stuff, my dear Armand;~there is a sort
22 VIII|      drawing-room.--Come now!"~ ~"Dear angel, has a plighted lover
23 VIII|       tightly to him.~ ~"Forgive, dear Antoinette; but a host of
24 VIII|         truth yesterday, be mine, dear Antoinette,"~he cried; "
25 VIII|       could~not help exclaiming, "Dear Antoinette! what is the
26 IX  |    picturesque coiffure.~ ~"Well, dear Antoinette, we have been
27 IX  |          you."~ ~"I am tired out, dear, let me stay and rest here
28 IX  |         in my sleep. So good-bye, dear.--Good-bye, M.~le Marquis."~ ~
29 IX  |     friend. I like great~natures, dear friend, ridiculous though
30 IX  |       snuff-box to her pocket.~ ~"Dear aunt, I am extremely vexed,"
31 IX  |           very well connected,~my dear," replied the Princess; "
32 IX  |           this niece of~mine!"~ ~"Dear aunt, I still refuse to
33 IX  |          asked the Duke.~ ~"If my dear niece is wise," said the
34 IX  |         listen to reason"~ ~"But, dear aunt, it is not easy to
35 IX  |          right of free speech, my~dear? You come of quite as good
36 IX  |           on the forehead.~ ~"So, dear girl," he said, "you do
37 IX  |    extraordinary happened, father dear?"~ ~"Why, all Paris believes
38 IX  |          M. de Montriveau."~ ~"My dear Antoinette, you were at
39 IX  |     affectionate respect.~ ~"Yes, dear mother; I was at home all
40 IX  |         not under the Valois now, dear child. You have~compromised
41 IX  |        everything right."~ ~"But, dear aunt, I do not wish to make
42 IX  |        snuff from her skirts. "My~dear little girl," she said, "
43 IX  |        ourselves in a passion, my dear niece; a man does not leave
44 IX  |       same. Nothing more natural, dear me! And you will find the~
45 IX  |           his hard lot. In short,~dear child, we are here to open
46 IX  |        can only feel."~ ~"But, my dear little girl," remonstrated
47 X   |          You are not grateful, my~dear niece. You will not find
48 X   |        quarrel between you and my dear child. ~Do me the pleasure
49 X   |    forehead with, "Come, be good, dear child. It is not too~late
50 X   |    believe them. The du Barry, my dear,~was quite as good as the
51 X   |        themselves. Believe~me, my dear, all these adventures that
52 X   |     history.~ ~"This preamble, my dear child," she continued after
53 X   |         You are a little fool, my dear~child! Your carriage flattered
54 X   |       Princess's eyes flashed.~ ~"Dear child," she said, "I should
55 X   |          I go to him in disguise, dear aunt?"~ ~"Why--yes. The
56 X   |           your eighty-four years, dear~cousin," she said. "Ah!
57 X   |           good offices. Will you, dear Vidame, do~me a service
58 X   |       world. I shall not be dead, dear friend, no, but no human~
59 X   |          in the last agony. ~Yes, dear cousin, tonight will decide
60 X   |    weakness can both enter there, dear~Armand; the strong and the
61 X   |       sake. ~ ~"ANTOINETTE."~ ~ ~"Dear Vidame," said the Duchess
62 X   |           shall be happy. But, my dear fellow, you have made a~