Part, Chapter

 1         I,I  |   night-lamp upon the folds~of red calico, the rays shed from
 2         I,I  |      of fire; but perceiving a red~foulard which looked like
 3         I,II |      with the posters, yellow, red, and blue, of~the monarch
 4         I,III|        belongs to persons with red hair; but his~clear brow,
 5         I,IV |        old army. The ribbon~is red, for it is dyed with their
 6         I,IV |         she said,~plunging her red arm into a sack of filberts. "
 7         I,V  |       a cambric curtain with a red border; mahogany~chairs,
 8         I,V  |      in the color of the hair. Red~hair, for instance, has
 9         I,V  |        without serious danger, red or white hair. But in~advertising
10         I,V  |        a poor lame fellow with red hair. Yet this phenomenon
11         I,V  |    poor lame Anselme, with his red hair, did not despair of~
12         I,VI |      of Pillerault. Claparon's red~face, and his wig with its
13         I,VI |      mattress on a bedstead of red wood, a shabby night-stand,
14         I,VII|      with simplicity. A narrow red carpet~relieved the whiteness
15         I,VII|       the street, in white and red, with~cornices of an elegant
16         I,VII|   brought out the color of the red silk draperies; the~polished
17         I,VII|     was the~price of the fatal red ribbon fastened by the king
18         I,I  |    enormously that he saw only red~flames.~ ~"Your hundred
19         I,II | cordial. He glanced at Cesar's red ribbon, and~stepping back,
20         I,III|       end of his nose a little red. There~was no fire in the
21         I,V  |      on a metal plate,~painted red and varnished, to which
22         I,VII|     The confessor fastened the red ribbon to Cesar's buttonhole.