Part, Chapter

 1         I,I  |        asleep," she said, "she won't hear us. Come, Birotteau,~
 2         I,I  |     income, and the investment won't hamper our property.~Take
 3         I,I  |        is as close as a snail, won't~sell a hundred thousand
 4         I,I  |        Who can be sure that he won't~kick over the traces when
 5         I,I  |      your du~Tillet alone."~ ~"Won't it seem strange if I exclude
 6         I,II |  drafted into~the militia, and won the rank of captain early
 7         I,II |        this year his integrity won him a place in the counting-~
 8         I,II | Monsieur Pillerault, "you have won a good~husband. He has a
 9         I,II |        his general amiability, won him enormous credit. His
10         I,II |       only woman he had really won, to be~considered as a remarkable
11         I,II |     Roguin replied that he had won the money, at the house
12         I,II |        devotion in~Vendemiaire won him very high patronage,
13         I,II |    generally felt for him, and won him the~friendship of the
14         I,II |      own person, he would have won too~much respect; he drew
15         I,III|     there is no happiness that won't give way~under poverty.
16         I,IV |      the~peddlers."~ ~"Well, I won't say that I will take all;
17         I,V  |    fortune was ever more nobly won, more legitimate or more~
18         I,V  |      outside of~your business. Won't the business suffer? However,
19         I,VI |    reasons for not liking wit, won't believe in~it; impossible
20         I,VI |       sells itself in~fact: he won't believe in anything but
21         I,VI |      the harm~in the world! It won't take in the political
22         I,VI |          Monsieur~Claparon has won his heart."~ ~"Devilish
23         I,VII|        hence he and his family won't~have bread to eat. Marry
24         I,VII|          said Constance, "they won't forget it. Madame~Derville,
25         I,VII|        Seine; he'll come or he won't come, but any way he commands
26         I,VII|       as a~matter of form,--he won't come."~ ~"Yes, he will,
27         I,VII|     When we walk~out together, won't they present arms?"~ ~"
28         I,VII|        Roguin to his wife, "it won't last long; you will~soon
29         I,VII|         bouillotte/. Du Tillet won three thousand francs. The
30         I,VII|      Birotteau.~ ~"I hope they won't break anything," said
31         I,I  |        a notary! Madame Roguin won't have~a penny, except by
32         I,I  |       in the end. This trouble won't last; Monsieur Anselme
33         I,I  |         to pay the~sellers. We won't speak now of the two hundred
34         I,I  |        quite another thing! He won't~palaver; he'll trust you
35         I,I  |             Monsieur Birotteau won't die of it," said Claparon; "
36         I,I  |     answer for himself that he~won't be the slave of his last
37         I,II |        ever answer. No case is won till it is~tried."~ ~The
38         I,III|    years to double our capital won't do for us; it is~better
39         I,IV |     Claparon,--"commerce which won't be~developed for ten years
40         I,IV |        tool of old Gobseck, he won't be allowed to go far.~
41         I,IV |      my folly."~ ~"The suit is won!" cried Derville.~ ~At these
42         I,V  |       justice shall~be done! I won't leave this place till
43         I,VI | Faubourg du Temple having been won in the courts, the assignees~
44         I,VII|        you in full."~ ~"Then I won't deny you the pleasure,"
45         I,VII|  francs from the king, and you won't accept anything~from your
46         I,VII|          said Cesar; "but that won't keep me from saving up
47         I,VII|        that evening had he not won the assurance~that he was