Chapter

1 II | urbane good~humor.~ ~"Aha! my boy," returned Bixiou, administering
2 II |   thirty sous~apiece, my dear boy) he supplied at the price
3 II |           Blondetone word, my boy," put in Couture. "In the
4 III|       are now at par, my dear boy,' quoth~d'Aiglemont; 'sell
5 IV |     lies all literature, dear boy. Clarissa is a masterpiece,~
6 IV |   Malvina followed them; and (boy that he was) he~must needs
7 IV |       much~in mind of my poor boy.'~ ~" 'I shall go too; it
8 V  |      upon an angle. Yes, dear boy, such and such a philistine
9 VII|      promises. 'What! my dear boy! Oh! count upon me! Poor~