Letter

 1 Introd |     bedroom: a brief brightness, night and the odor of carrion,
 2 XI     |       THURSDAY,~I wrote you last night, and our letters must have
 3 XII    |           returning to spend the night in Rouen, if I inconvenience
 4 XXVI   |      XXVI. TO GEORGE SAND Monday night~You are sad, poor friend
 5 XXVII  |         Paris, 13 November, 1866 Night from Tuesday to Wednesday~
 6 XXVIII |         Bohemia any longer. Good night, friend, work well, sleep
 7 XXXII  |        ought to have burned last night. I dined at my brother’s
 8 XXXV   |         his wife hard by day and night is not a forceful nature.
 9 XXXV   |    understand your anguish. Good night, dear brother, my love to
10 XXXVII |         TO GEORGE SAND Wednesday night, 5th December, 1866~Oh!
11 XXXIX  |       evening. He has passed the night in re-doing a second act
12 XL     |          SAND Croisset, Saturday night~I have seen Citizen Bouilhet,
13 XL     |         would be fine. Now, good night; I kiss you on both cheeks
14 XLIII  |          SAND Croisset, Saturday night~No, dear master, you are
15 XLV    |         not splendid; eh?~Sunday night, at eleven o’clock, there
16 XLVI   |      dear, you go walking in the night, in the snow. That is something
17 LXI    |   content and proud of him.~Good night, friend of my heart. I embrace
18 LXIV   |         not to sadden others. At night one falls back on oneself.~
19 LXXIII |         TO GEORGE SAND Wednesday night~Dear master, dear friend
20 LXXVI  |        of work from morning till night. What luck if you could
21 LXXVI  |           Do you look at that at night while you are working?—If
22 XC     |        chatter from morning till night like birds, and how foolish
23 XCIV   |          day. Come to see me the night before, if you arrive the
24 XCIV   |        before, if you arrive the night before, or even the same
25 XCIV   |         Come to dine with me the night before or the same day;
26 CI     |    GEORGE SAND Saint Sylvester’s night, one o’clock, 1869~Why should
27 CII    |      tired from having spent the night in making a complete costume
28 CIII   |         a freak in society.~Good night, my troubadour: I love you,
29 CVII   |           TO GEORGE SAND Tuesday night~What do I say about it,
30 CXII   |       April, 1869~I arrived last night, I am running around like
31 CXXI   |       not exist any longer, good night. I have taken up again my
32 CXXXIX |    Friday to Saturday during the night, 10 to 11 December, 1869~
33 CXLI   |          as to be rested for the night of the 24th to the 25th
34 CXLII  |      come Christmas Eve, but the night before so as to join in
35 CXLII  |      join in the revels the next night, the Eve, that is to say,
36 CXLII  |      Year’s day, and for Twelfth Night. This is a crazy happy house
37 CLI    |       and come to the Odeon that night, you will find me in the
38 CLXIII |         out his mouth during the night, and I am the only one in
39 CLXIV  |         in the shade, and in the night, 24. Maurice has had a bad
40 CLXXI  |        and we chase them away at night, Maurice with a revolver
41 CCVII  |      then, that is all. The next night the theatre was almost empty.
42 CCXVII |         to the 29 February 1872. Night of Wednesday to Thursday,
43 CCXVII |          finished. I am up every night till dawn; but I have not
44 CCXVII | distracted from my patient.~Good night, dear good friend of my
45 CCXXI  |         with you all day and all night, and at every instant, my
46 CCXXIV |          whooping-cough, day and night in my arms. I have an important
47 CCXXXIX|   CCXXXIX. TO GEORGE SAND Monday night, 28 October, 1872~You have
48 CCXLIII|        Dear master,~Here it is a night and a day that I have spent
49 CCLIX  |         now sleeping ten hours a night, not to mention two hours
50 CCLXII |         Laigle. After that, good night.~The Vaudeville begins well.
51 CCLXXIV|       have my actors hissed! The night of the second performance
52 CCLXXIV|         them.~I recall the first night of Villemer, which was a
53 CCLXXIV|         a triumph, and the first night of Don Juan de Village,
54 CCXCVII|       since you are sleeping all night. The sea air forces you
55 CCCIX  |         was present at the first night of the Prix Martin, a piece
56 CCCX   |          story was finished last night, I rushed upon your book
57 CCCXI  |        tell him that I spent the night in reading it and that I
58 CCCXIII|         made me pass a sleepless night. I read it instantly, at
59 CCCXIII|   missionaries (Montaret’s first night). You make it seem real.
60 CCCXV  |         little. But that of last night had absolutely upset me.~