Chapter
1 I | own. Sechard meant to sell dear; David,~of course, to buy
2 II | before the marriage of his dear child, a~marriage which
3 III | to address~her poet as "dear Lucien," and then as "dear,"
4 III | dear Lucien," and then as "dear," without more ado. The~
5 III | Mme. de Bargeton.~ ~"Nais, dear," she said, "do you know
6 III | extraordinary in that, my dear?" asked Mme. de Bargeton~
7 III | baptism was plain~to him.~ ~"Dear child," said Louise, with
8 IV | the antique manner. But, dear friend, you would not,~of
9 IV | mother's anxious care of my dear poet, which I am~in duty
10 IV | But she scarcely gave her dear poet a~glance, and met Chatelet
11 IV | capable of saying~that her dear Camille liked nothing so
12 IV | out, that she was sure~her dear Camille liked a quiet country
13 V | Don't ask me what I think, dear; I cannot keep my eyes open
14 V | laid her commands on her dear Adrien in imperious tones,
15 V | Bargeton's reply--~ ~"My dear, poetry does not grow in
16 V | brilliant display of her dear Camille's talents for M.
17 V | she murmured in his ear, "Dear angel, they did not~understand
18 V | something for us."~ ~"My dear child, M. de Rubempre is
19 V | to~Lucien's present step, dear Eve. After all that I have
20 V | woman will throw over this dear brother of ours, but not
21 V | ruin," returned David. "Dear Eve, listen~to me. A man
22 V | some one to lean upon then?~Dear Eve, marry me for love of
23 V | will be my wife. Eve, my dear Eve, how you have~lightened
24 V | asked an~explanation.~ ~"Dear Eve, I am taking more than
25 V | quite easy at first."~ ~"Dear Eve, have you known that
26 V | riches. I am a~poor man, dear. Yes, it pleased my father
27 V | secret for me. Your sweet and~dear companionship will be consolation
28 V | but the raw~material is dear, and the expense naturally
29 V | had become so extremely dear that a cheap substitute
30 VI | I will not have it.~Yes, dear angel, I will make an oasis
31 VI | would that trouble you much?~Dear boy, lovers are for each
32 VII | MUST HAVE MADE A MISTAKE. Dear Nais, do not let that dolt
33 VII | stopped him.~ ~"Come here, dear, I have something to say
34 VII | I like a man to behave, dear; you are a gentleman,"~said
35 VII | He clings to life, poor, dear man,~and yet he would give
36 VIII| Bargeton quite so often."~ ~"Dear David," returned Lucien, "
37 VIII| her as she~withdrew.~ ~"Dear," she said, and the tones
38 VIII| belied her words.~ ~"Mamma, dear," said David, "just tell
39 VIII| not think hardly of me, my dear, good angels."~ ~He put
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