Letter

 1 Introd|  spiritual development that she turns towards Gustave Flaubert—
 2 Introd|         They do me a lot of ill turns which I see, but which I
 3 Introd|         aside from the conflict—turns instinctively to her peasant
 4 Introd| placidly, sticking at his plow; turns to her peasant with a kind
 5 LVIII |    splendid. Paris on the whole turns to the colossal. It is becoming
 6 XCVI  |         They do me a lot of ill turns which I see, but which I
 7 XCVII |         You told me of the “ill turns” that people did you. Did
 8 C     |       and had laughed at it. It turns out to have assumed grotesque
 9 CVI   |  speaking, eh? How the language turns, is twisted, made supple,
10 CXCI  |         my niece Caroline takes turns with me in carrying on the
11 CXCIV |       for myself as a bourgeois turns napkin rings in his garret.
12 CCLIV |         I didn’t finish it, one turns away from such things, one