Chapter

 1 I   |         so as to recompense his poor old father, who was~slaving
 2 I   |      had a penny left. If he, a poor, ignorant~working man, had
 3 I   |        did you? You will make a poor man of business.~A man that
 4 I   |       him. They themselves were poor men with~families to support,
 5 I   |         and Lucien slept in the poor garret~above. A father's
 6 I   |          And by the side of~the poor printer, who loathed a handicraft
 7 II  |        the~noblesse are usually poor. Each side takes its revenge
 8 II  | flattered by the pride that the poor Abbe took in his~pupil,
 9 III |      some admirable verses. The poor and humble lad was a~second
10 III |        the Hotel de Bargeton.~ ~Poor helots of the provinces,
11 III |          she still stood there, poor~girl! in a great tremor
12 III |         his whole weight on the poor poet, and tried to~frighten
13 III |       asked hypocritically; and~poor Lucien was stupid enough
14 III | druggist's widow, is she not? A~poor fate for a Rubempre. Suppose
15 III |         and so forth. The poet, poor fellow, was~feted so magnificently,
16 III |       hampered with~debt, or as poor men; all of them had been
17 III |       pervaded the yard and the~poor little dwelling at the side,
18 III |    There was no tablecloth; the poor little~household boasted
19 IV  |         for somebody else," the poor~sister pouted, flushing
20 IV  |          and dark-haired,~was a poor actress; her voice was loud,
21 IV  |     single phrase--they were~as poor as they were noble. In their
22 V   |        upsets my digestion."~ ~"Poor dearie," whispered Zephirine, "
23 V   |    enthroned, then remember the poor creatures disinherited by
24 V   |       be my foreman any longer, poor fellow! He~ought not to
25 V   |           You are rich and I am poor.~One must love indeed to
26 V   |        imaginary riches. I am a~poor man, dear. Yes, it pleased
27 V   |        those inventors, like my poor father, who must have a~
28 VI  |         cheaper in the end, the poor would rather make the~smaller
29 VI  |   fortunes,~and we shall all be poor together; we shall want
30 VI  |        a cruel time for me."~ ~"Poor Lucien! what can have happened?"
31 VI  |            The betrothal of the poor," the mother said, raising
32 VI  |     goes to the Government. The poor growers have~made nothing
33 VI  |         a pair~of arms; I was a poor pressman; but with the fine
34 VI  |        this. Oh! my presses, my poor presses! it took some money
35 VI  | sufferings which I~must endure. Poor love! the world will not
36 VI  |       to be married shortly.~ ~"Poor Lucien!" said Louise, "he
37 VI  |      weeping at her~feet.~ ~The poor boy cried in earnest at
38 VII |        said one of the ladies, "poor Nais! have you heard about~
39 VII |    thought. "He clings to life, poor, dear man,~and yet he would
40 VIII|   hidden wound which caused the poor lover cruel pangs. The~cost