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 1 II  |         money; and he played the poor man so successfully with
 2 II  |      recognized the wife of some poor, half-pay captain, a puritan,~
 3 III |        not be all roses for him, poor child!~But his future absolutely
 4 III |        future of his mother. The poor~woman could now be reproached
 5 III |          which he replied to the poor mother, to whom~a trip of
 6 III |      with you, Oscar?" asked the poor hurt woman. "I~don't know
 7 IV  |         speech.~ ~"--I am only a poor painter lately returned
 8 IV  |         he wears spurs," thought poor Oscar.~ ~"At that time Ali
 9 V   |        excited the admiration of poor Oscar.~ ~But that admiration
10 V   |         so!" resumed Oscar. "The poor man is so shrivelled and~
11 V   |      steward. He is the son of a poor lady who lives in the rue
12 VI  |       exclaimed Madame Moreau.~ ~Poor Oscar had tears in his eyes
13 VII |     treated."~ ~"Well," said the poor woman, to change the conversation
14 VII |          to find fault with that poor child?" said the~mother. "
15 VII |        to meet Poiret?" said the poor mother, struck to the~heart
16 VII |       you be so bitter against a poor child who is full~of good
17 VII |      happened to him?" cried the poor mother,~trembling like a
18 VII |        you. Here's a letter from poor Monsieur Moreau,~madame,
19 VII |        what more can I do for my poor Oscar?~Monsieur Clapart
20 VII |         keep him in the house. A poor woman, alone in the world,
21 VII |      calmed the anxieties of the poor mother, who had not hoped~
22 VII |      October. One morning as the poor household was breakfasting
23 VII |         catastrophe caused by my poor boy's heedlessness~may prove
24 VIII| twenty-six years of age, born of poor parents,~and brought up
25 VIII|          efforts to initiate the poor youth safely into the mysteries
26 IX  |         Opera, Florine, and also~poor Coralie, torn too early
27 IX  |          all of them the sons of poor parents, having never frequented~
28 IX  |  succinctly the adventure of her poor~Oscar in Pierrotin's coucou.~ ~"
29 IX  |         all your enterprises."~ ~Poor woman! she now had the supreme
30 IX  |      caused a natural joy to the poor lad, who thought of~his
31 IX  |       understand how it was~that poor Oscar opened his pocket-book
32 IX  |  laughing, to Florentine.~ ~"Oh! poor boy! he is drunk with punch
33 IX  |     Giroudeau won them from him. Poor innocent!"~ ~"But we ought
34 X   |  petrified. "What can he do~now, poor boy?"~ ~"Whatever he pleases!"
35 X   |         Oh, uncle, uncle!" cried poor Oscar, plunged by these
36 X   |    business. Dismiss~Husson."~ ~"Poor unhappy boy! what grief
37 X   |       The sick man tormented the poor~creature, who was now doomed
38 X   |          defects inspired in the poor woman. When a mother receives
39 X   |         commit just such faults? Poor~child! he bears his privations
40 X   |         deal to the heart of his poor~mother.~ ~"What! he gambled
41 X   |        like that of a mother. My poor Oscar a~common soldier!--"~ ~"
42 X   |        into a man. "You~worry my poor mother devilishly, and that'
43 X   |       fainted.~ ~Moreau took the poor mother in his arms, and
44 X   |          In the interests~of the poor lad the former steward of
45 X   |       certainty in her mind. The poor~woman went, for the first
46 X   |        of God on the head of her poor Oscar, and she henceforth~
47 XI  |          the explosion came. The poor widow was put upon the pension~
48 XI  |       reins from the leaders.~ ~"Poor Pierrotin," thought he; "