Letter

  1 Introd    |         domestic life than this old troubadour retired from business, who
  2 Introd    |           thinking of the other old troubadour, confined in his solitude
  3 XXVIII    |             on the contrary, my old troubadour doctrine.~Morality aside,
  4 XXIX      |         Think sometimes of your old troubadour. Friday~G. Sand~
  5 XXXI      |         sometimes think of the “old troubadour of the Inn clock, who still
  6 XXXII     |        sometimes thinks of his “old troubadour of the clock,” most certainly!
  7 XXXIX     |           what I am doing? Your old troubadour is content this evening.
  8 XL        |           great heart! “Beloved old troubadour,” would it not perhaps be
  9 XLI       |           is not my fault.~Your old Troubadour is sick as a dog again today,
 10 XLI       |             BE DONE and the apricot troubadour also. All that was of the
 11 XLII      |         1867~Dear comrade,~Your old troubadour has been tempted to bite
 12 XLIV      |            for the sake of your old troubadour, do SPARE yourself a little.~
 13 L         |         friend of my heart, the old troubadour is as well as ten thousand
 14 LI        |             14 March, 1867~Your old troubadour is again prostrate. Every
 15 LII       |             22 March, 1867~Your old troubadour is here, not so badly off.
 16 LIV       |          departure.~Really your old troubadour has had ridiculous health
 17 LVI       |      embrace you tenderly.~Your old troubadour G. Sand~I am anxious about
 18 LIX       |            again; think of your old troubadour who thinks unceasingly of
 19 LX        |       myself. I should say that one troubadour is enough to manage and
 20 LXII      |             my heart.~Love your old troubadour always and talk to him of
 21 LXV       |           is a tiresome thing.~Your troubadour~G. Sand~
 22 LXIX      |           you, FOR A YEAR.~Your old troubadour~
 23 LXXII     |             December, 1867~Your old troubadour is no good, I admit it.
 24 LXXII     |           and we love you. Your old troubadour especially who embraces
 25 LXXIII    |             do not think of “my old Troubadour”; of whom then, do I think?
 26 LXXVII    |          spend two days with my old troubadour, whom I love tenderly.~G.
 27 LXXXIV    |            on well at our house, my troubadour. The children are beautiful,
 28 LXXXVI    |             I embrace you.~Your old Troubadour,~G. Sand~
 29 LXXXVIII  |            have written to your old troubadour! you in Paris, in Nohant,
 30 LXXXIX    |             Yes, you are too good a troubadour to refuse me. I embrace
 31 XCII      |          known.~I embrace you.~Your troubadour.~Paris, Friday evening,
 32 XCVI      |       entirely worn out in your old troubadour’s mind.~I found my children
 33 XCVIII    |           that. Say yes to your old troubadour, he will be EXCEEDINGLY
 34 XCIX      |          little vexed with your old troubadour for not coming to the baptism
 35 C         |          amused.~You, oh! fanatical troubadour, I suspect you of amusing
 36 CIII      |         domestic life than this old troubadour retired from business, who
 37 CIII      |           thinking of the other old troubadour, confined in his solitude
 38 CIII      |             society.~Good night, my troubadour: I love you, and I embrace
 39 CIV       |             master,~You see in your troubadour a worn-out man. I have spent
 40 CX        |    affectionate greetings; your old troubadour embraces his old troubadour.~
 41 CX        |         troubadour embraces his old troubadour.~G. Sand~Answer quickly
 42 CXII      |          come to dine with your old troubadour who loves you and embraces
 43 CXIV      |         embrace you, my old beloved troubadour.~G. Sand~
 44 CXV       |             whom to listen to.~Your troubadour who does not want THIS STATE
 45 CXVI      |             shall try to embrace my troubadour before that. But don’t disturb
 46 CXVIII    |             from Paris habits. Your troubadour who loves you,~G. Sand~The
 47 CXIX      |         forget the manuscript.~Your troubadour Thursday evening, 20 May,
 48 CXXII     |           to grow in my belly. Your troubadour is naturally an unhealthy
 49 CXXV      |             you their love and your troubadour loves you.~G. Sand~Saturday
 50 CXXVII    |           come to Magny’s too.~Your troubadour~G. Sand~Wednesday morning.~
 51 CXXVIII   |          Where are you now, my dear troubadour? I am still writing to you
 52 CXXIX     |             be disturbed about your troubadour. He will always have “his
 53 CXXXIII   |            you, my dear old beloved troubadour? are you correcting proof
 54 CXXXIV    |          greetings.~Yours, your old troubadour~G. Sand~
 55 CXXXV     |          Dear good master,~Your old troubadour is vehemently slandered
 56 CXXXVI    |          1869~Dear master,~Your old troubadour is being jumped on in an
 57 CXL       |             I embrace you.~Your old troubadour,~G. Sand~
 58 CXLIV     |      console me for your departure, troubadour of my heart, and for another
 59 CXLVIII   |         with me. Your old exhausted troubadour who loves you.~
 60 CXLIX     |         Paris, 15 February, 1870~My troubadour, we are two old rattle traps.
 61 CL        |         will not be grand.~Your old troubadour.~
 62 CLV       |            nothing else. Come, dear troubadour, you must be a little patient,
 63 CLVIII    |            it in a letter from your troubadour, in which I permitted myself
 64 CLIX      |              3 April, 1870~Your old troubadour has passed through cruel
 65 CLXIV     |             have had news of my old troubadour. You must be in Croisset.
 66 CLXVI     |          June, 1870~You forget your troubadour who has just buried another
 67 CLXXI     |       friend, we all love you.~Your troubadour,~G. Sand~
 68 CLXXV     |           under the skin of the old troubadour. This human butchery tears
 69 CLXXXVIII |            a little while. Your old troubadour has waited for you for such
 70 CXC       |             am not ill, my dear old troubadour, in spite of the sorrow
 71 CXCIII    |          Where are you, my dear old troubadour?~I don’t write to you, I
 72 CXCIV     |             you are forgetting your troubadour, aren’t you? Are you then
 73 CXCV      |            are thinking of your old troubadour, who cherishes you.~
 74 CC        |             you entirely.~You are a troubadour all the same, and if I had
 75 CCII      |             was announced. Your old troubadour has an aching head. My longest
 76 CCVI      |         tell you that I love my old troubadour now and always, but I don’
 77 CCVIII    |             a grumbler, my dear old troubadour. You must cough, blow your
 78 CCXIII    |        embrace you warmly.~Your old troubadour.~
 79 CCXV      |        Paris Nohant, 17 February~My troubadour, I am thinking of what you
 80 CCXVIII   |            with both arms.~Your old troubadour always agitated, always
 81 CCXXVIII  |         soon, dear master, your old troubadour who embraces you.~
 82 CCXXIX    |          1872~Dear friend,~Your old troubadour has such a bad cough that
 83 CCXXX     |              as if he were~Your old troubadour,~G. Flaubert~Thursday, three
 84 CCXXXII   | inconvenience disturbs me. Your old troubadour is very old, decidedly!
 85 CCXXXIII  |              19 July, 1872~Dear old troubadour,~We too are going away,
 86 CCXXXIII  |            are Don Quixotes, my old troubadour; we must resign ourselves
 87 CCXXXV    |              31 August, 1872~My old troubadour,~Here we are back again
 88 CCXL      |           shall I say again, my old troubadour, since you have resolved
 89 CCXL      |       Benedictine? I shall remain a troubadour, naturally.~G. Sand~I am
 90 CCXLI     |             any more about your old troubadour (who is becoming a silly
 91 CCXLII    |       family embraces you.~Your old troubadour~G. Sand~
 92 CCXLV     |          dear good master. Your old troubadour embraces you,~I am always
 93 CCXLVI    |          and in my family.~Your old troubadour~
 94 CCL       |            patience.~Your obstinate troubadour who loves you.~G. Sand~
 95 CCLI      |            nerves. Such is your old troubadour.~I am reading all sorts
 96 CCLII     |            March, 1873~Well, my old troubadour, we can hope for you very
 97 CCLIII    |             greetings from your old troubadour who embraces you.~Read as
 98 CCLIV     |            as we love you.~Your old troubadour,~G. Sand~
 99 CCLV      |             to seeing you.~Your old troubadour~G. Sand~
100 CCLVIII   |           things, and love your old troubadour who always cherishes you.~
101 CCLXV     |      GUSTAVE FLAUBERT~Your poor old troubadour, just getting well from
102 CCLXVII   |            hateful winter.~Your old troubadour who loves you.~G. Sand~
103 CCLXVIII  |   Vaudeville are charming. Your old troubadour, whom you picture agitated
104 CCLXIX    |           and you are satisfied, my troubadour. Then we are happy here
105 CCLXXV    |           and we love you.~Your old troubadour.~
106 CCLXXVII  |          GREAT GOOD HEART.~Your old troubadour always,~G. Sand~
107 CCLXXXIII |           ill, always love your old troubadour and his people who love
108 CCLXXXVI  |           anyone, not even your old troubadour, who still sings, and often
109 CCLXXXVII |           out of it. In short, your troubadour (not very troubadourish)
110 CCLXXXVIII|           one of my brood.~Your old troubadour~
111 CCLXXXIX  |            as we love you.~Your old troubadour~
112 CCC       |           At last I discover my old troubadour who was a subject of chagrin
113 CCC       |             send you both.~Your old troubadour who loves you,~G. Sand~Embrace
114 CCCVI     |            we may read it.~Your old troubadour,~G. Sand~
115 CCCVII    |            and I love you.~Your old troubadour,~G. Sand~