Chapter

 1 I  |          for life or death. You may~dispose as you will of the
 2 II |       and petty Amelie's~action may now seem to be, it was at
 3 III|       alone.~To-morrow I myself may be condemned; my only fortune
 4 III|         of a dagger well placed may give immortality."~ ~This
 5 III|      world. When, therefore, in May,~1814, the Baron di Piombo
 6 III|        ties of parentage, there may have been, unknown to~these
 7 IV |  counsel from on~high, sent, it may be, to protect you from
 8 IV | abandoning Luigi--an idea which may~have floated in her soul--
 9 IV |         a hundred~times."~ ~"It may be so," she answered; "but
10 IV |      the world of sentiments. I may, perhaps, have~seen faces
11 IV |         ever charmed me thus;~I may have heard voices--no, no,
12 V  |         a people (contained, it may be, in one word~only,--Napoleon,
13 V  |       The history of their life~may be given in three words:
14 VI |         that of a passion which may cease on the~morrow, killed
15 VI |        his daughter.~ ~"Ginevra may be cold," she said, softly.~ ~
16 VI |         Piombo quivered.~ ~"She may be hungry," she continued.~ ~