Chapter

 1 V   |         the house of an intimate friend~Mme la Vicomtesse de Fontaine,
 2 VI  |    anyone else, M. le Marquis, a friend with whom I~could dispense
 3 VI  |       headache~is a good-natured friend, and tells no tales."~ ~"
 4 VI  |        ought to be nothing but a FRIEND. Do you not know it? I wish
 5 VI  |         me."~ ~"Nothing but your FRIEND!" he cried out. The terrible
 6 VI  |          it?"~ ~"I was wrong, my friend. Oh, it is wrong of a woman
 7 VI  |      everyone else. With you, my friend, I am~sincere. Have I not
 8 VI  |       not inherit them. Come, my friend; give up something for~her
 9 VII |       confess me neither as your~friend nor your lover, you do not
10 VII |    unconsciously, believe it,~my friend. You know how to endure,
11 VII |          But YOU! You will be my friend, promise me that you~will?"~ ~"
12 VII |          naughty; tell me so, my friend? You wanted to frighten
13 VII |       angry at such times.~ ~"My friend," she said drily, "I do
14 VII |          the matter with you, my friend?"~ ~"Why, I cannot stomach
15 VII |        quite willing. You are my~friend, are you not? I certainly
16 VII |    people~personified. There, my friend, just be so good as to belong
17 VII |        de Langeais's boudoir, my friend."~ ~"No, no. No more of
18 VII |      loves, "nor do you know, my friend,~that I love you, and that
19 VII |          What! you wish to be my friend no longer?" she broke in
20 VIII| different~tone.~ ~"After all, my friend, you cannot prevent a woman
21 VIII|        away your kisses, my~dear friend, as indifferently as she
22 IX  |  kindness always go~together. My friend, you are so strong, you
23 IX  |            A surgeon! Armand, my friend, of all things, suspense
24 IX  |       hell again. And yet, oh my friend, I love you~as your bourgeoises
25 IX  |        would give~up all for his friend; that his is a great nature.
26 IX  |         myself to be his sincere friend. I like great~natures, dear
27 IX  |         like great~natures, dear friend, ridiculous though you may
28 X   |          last relative, the last friend whose hand I shall~press,
29 X   |          shall not be dead, dear friend, no, but no human~power
30 X   |          shall at least have one friend with me in the last agony. ~
31 X   |      following letter:--~ ~ ~"MY FRIEND,--I went to your rooms for
32 X   |          His wrath and yours, my friend, there will~be nothing left
33 X   |        me. ~And yet you only, my friend, can understand how melancholy
34 X   |       all noble~feelings, in her friend's memory? Oh! my one and
35 X   |          ask why this was so, my friend? I~can no more explain it
36 X   |       ardently desired. Alas, my friend, I can say this now; these~