Part, Chapter
1 I,I | before the wind, as your uncle Pillerault~says when he
2 I,I | it with Ragon, with your uncle Pillerault,~and two other
3 I,I | my treasure? Is it your uncle Pillerault, who loves~us
4 I,I | want two wives? Look at my uncle Pillerault! He~is wisely
5 I,II | others in~his favor. The uncle Pillerault, whose duty it
6 I,II | their predecessors, the uncle Pillerault, Roguin the~notary,
7 I,III| himself, brought up by~his uncle the judge, presented a union
8 I,III| family. I have known your uncle Ragon thirty-five years.
9 I,III| Tell me."~ ~"Monsieur, my uncle and aunt put all their property
10 I,IV | I'll speak of it to my~uncle Pillerault this morning;
11 I,IV | the turn leading to his uncle's house in~the Rue des Bourdonnais,
12 I,V | little~brown door of his uncle's appartement, thinking
13 I,V | Journal du Commerce."~ ~"Uncle," said Cesar, "the matter
14 I,V | mind how; they do live."~ ~"Uncle, I understand!" said Birotteau,
15 I,V | you will take."~ ~"Ah! my uncle, how simply you say things!
16 I,V | such superstitions?"~ ~"Uncle, I shall never believe that
17 I,V | bourgeoisie, and by his uncle the judge, had been led,~
18 I,V | fancies about Roguin to your uncle, and he~laughed," he said
19 I,VI | Monsieur and Madame Ragon, and uncle~Pillerault arrived about
20 I,VI | what of it?" answered his uncle, who had a special antipathy
21 I,VI | business before dinner?" asked uncle Pillerault.~ ~"We are waiting
22 I,VI | Pillerault.~ ~"There's my uncle talking politics," said
23 I,VI | whispered Cesar to his uncle.~ ~"He pours out phrases,
24 I,VI | chatter," said Cesar to his uncle.~ ~*****~ ~While the declining
25 I,VI | chairs, the~gift of Popinot's uncle the judge, made up the furniture.
26 I,VI | congratulations.~ ~"It is my uncle!" cried Popinot. "He has
27 I,VI | actually come to see me."~ ~"An uncle!" said Finot, "and we haven'
28 I,VI | haven't got a glass!"~ ~"The uncle of my friend Popinot is
29 I,VI | man; he is going with his uncle; let's you and I go and~
30 I,VII| Coquelin, the successors to my uncle~Pillerault," said Constance. "
31 I,VII| confided her anxiety to her uncle Pillerault, and he had promised
32 I,VII| of a notary of Paris.~ ~Uncle Pillerault, who had exchanged
33 I,VII| said Constance to her uncle.~ ~"You have given the most
34 I,I | who loves us, nor to your uncle Pillerault. I shall~first
35 I,I | situation to his wife's uncle before seeking for succor
36 I,I | bring himself~to seek his uncle; it was, indeed, only family
37 I,I | old ironmonger, his wife's uncle.~Nevertheless, as he reached
38 I,II | thought Birotteau, envying his uncle's life.~ ~"Well!" said Pillerault,
39 I,II | for the~money."~ ~"Alas! uncle, no. The trouble is just
40 I,II | little third~storey.~ ~"Well, uncle?" said Birotteau, who waited
41 I,II | with me."~ ~"Want bread, uncle?"~ ~"Yes, bread. See things
42 I,II | All is not hopeless, uncle."~ ~"I cannot see it as
43 I,II | justice."~ ~Discouraged by his uncle's opinion, and recognizing
44 I,II | situation to his head-clerk, his uncle, or his~wife. His thoughts
45 I,II | nor Pillerault, nor his~uncle the judge. He allowed himself
46 I,II | hence he could say to his uncle and aunt, "I am secure;
47 I,III| necessary lie, "there is~our uncle Pillerault; that is enough
48 I,III| We owe a~great deal to my uncle. The newspapers alone (here
49 I,IV | clothes to-morrow to your uncle Pillerault; for~you are
50 I,IV | refuge."~ ~"Thank you, my uncle; a word to the wise is enough,"
51 I,IV | returned, she sent for her~uncle and begged him to go at
52 I,V | The unhappy lad cursed his uncle, and finally went to~see
53 I,V | no~blame on us. Besides, uncle, I would rather lose forty
54 I,V | of commerce."~ ~"Ah! my uncle, if you have found a way
55 I,V | Anselme embraced his uncle and rushed home, made notes
56 I,V | Stop!" said the terrible uncle, Pillerault, snatching the
57 I,V | attempting to interfere.~ ~"Uncle!"~ ~"Uncle!"~ ~"Uncle!"~ ~"
58 I,V | interfere.~ ~"Uncle!"~ ~"Uncle!"~ ~"Uncle!"~ ~"Monsieur!"~ ~
59 I,V | Uncle!"~ ~"Uncle!"~ ~"Uncle!"~ ~"Monsieur!"~ ~Four voices
60 I,V | a startling unanimity! Uncle Pillerault~passed his arm
61 I,V | the agony of it."~ ~"My uncle!" said Cesar, clasping his
62 I,V | contrition, in the~hearing of his uncle, his daughter, and Popinot,
63 I,V | Cesarine; "a letter from my uncle at Tours!"~ ~"Ah, I am saved!"
64 I,V | to remind her of her old~uncle, who daily lifts his hands
65 I,V | threw herself into her uncle's arms,~voiceless except
66 I,V | two good friends,--your uncle and our~dear Anselme,--two
67 I,V | his resignation. When his uncle Pillerault presented the~
68 I,V | Why, to be sure, he's~your uncle," she said to Constance. "
69 I,V | on foot and went to their~uncle Pillerault's, without once
70 I,VI | to an~exclamation.~ ~"Ah, uncle! you do not know the sort
71 I,VI | much labor. The facts his uncle now told him petrified the
72 I,VI | a deep impression on his uncle, who~often heard him at
73 I,VI | into the coach with his uncle and Ragon. Precisely at
74 I,VI | her little earnings to her~uncle Pillerault. Cesar did the
75 I,VI | though he lived with his uncle, never ventured to question
76 I,VII| Ragons, Popinot, and~his uncle. Besides, I wish it."~ ~
77 I,VII| he threw himself into his~uncle's arms, weeping.~ ~"May
78 I,VII| saved and placed in our uncle~Pillerault's hands, and
79 I,VII| sixty-one thousand~francs. Our uncle will not refuse his receipt
80 I,VII| the antechamber of their uncle's little appartement, Madame~
81 I,VII| Birotteau pressed his uncle's hand, weeping.~ ~"His
82 I,VII| gates of~social life. His uncle took him by the arm and
83 I,VII| two~honored merchants, his uncle and Joseph Lebas. The news
84 I,VII| dimmed his eyes, and his uncle~Pillerault, who held his
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