Part, Chapter

  1  I, 1  |           your cap again; it hasn’t been stolen.”~Quiet was
  2  I, 2  |         and that these folks hadn’t paid yet? Ah! it was because
  3  I, 2  |         poor old chap, if it hadn’t been for the colza last
  4  I, 2  |      harridan, whose harness wasn’t worth her hide. They came
  5  I, 3  |           disgusted me—you wouldn’t believe it. Well, quite
  6  I, 3  |           tell me your story. Don’t I know all about it?” said
  7  I, 3  |         If it is “yes”, you needn’t return because of all the
  8  I, 3  |        much. But so that you mayn’t be eating your heart, I’
  9 II, 1  |         in her hand.~“That wouldn’t be much of a loss,” replied
 10 II, 1  |          heavy cues. Hazards aren’t played now; everything is
 11 II, 1  |        the Lyons floods—”~“It isn’t beggars like him that’ll
 12 II, 1  |       that dawdler, Hivert, doesn’t come!”~“Are you waiting
 13 II, 1  |          him come in, for he hasn’t his equal under the sun
 14 II, 1  |           half-past, and he doesn’t so much as look at what
 15 II, 1  |         in his usual way.~“It isn’t with saying civil things
 16 II, 1  |    fathers of families; but I don’t need to go to church to
 17 II, 1  |      principles of ‘89! And I can’t admit of an old boy of a
 18 II, 2  |      music,” he replied.~“Ah! don’t you listen to him, Madame
 19 II, 2  |           was a gay dog, who didn’t care what he spent. At the
 20 II, 2  |          be able—”~“My wife doesn’t care about it,” said Charles; “
 21 II, 3  |         protesting that it wouldn’t show.~“She gives me other
 22 II, 3  |    convenient for you, as I needn’t trouble you then.”~“Very
 23 II, 3  |           a curtsey, “if it weren’t asking too much,” and she
 24 II, 4  |        the devil take me if I don’t believe he’s in love with
 25 II, 5  |          on with ladies—if I didn’t with my own!”~Emma smiled.~“
 26 II, 5  |      after his joke, “that it isn’t the money I should trouble
 27 II, 5  |           a low voice, “I shouldn’t have to go far to find you
 28 II, 5  |      these illnesses. I, too, don’t feel the thing. One of these
 29 II, 5  |           great parts, who wouldn’t be misplaced in a sub-prefecture.”~
 30 II, 5  |           flowing tears.~“Why don’t you tell master?” the servant
 31 II, 6  |          one most remarkably, don’t they? But, after all, we
 32 II, 6  |           quite astonished, doesn’t he prescribe something for
 33 II, 6  |     solace all sorrows.”~“Ah! don’t talk to me of it, Madame
 34 II, 6  |      spell. All their cows, I don’t know how it is—But pardon
 35 II, 6  |         What was it? I really don’t remember.”~“I? Nothing!
 36 II, 6  |         her on the forehead. “Don’t worry, my poor darling;
 37 II, 6  |    answered roughly that he “wasn’t paid by the police.”~All
 38 II, 6  |       life.~“It’s because you don’t take enough recreation,”
 39 II, 6  |         have a lathe.”~“But I don’t know how to turn,” answered
 40 II, 6  |     enough, I assure you.”~“I don’t think he’ll go wrong,” objected
 41 II, 6  |         for a Jesuit. And you don’t know what a life those dogs
 42 II, 6  |           the water at Paris, don’t you know! The dishes at
 43 II, 6  |       cried; “always at it! I can’t go out for a minute! Like
 44 II, 7  |       earn her living, she wouldn’t have these vapours, that
 45 II, 7  |        who was already pale—~“Don’t be afraid, my lad.”~“No,
 46 II, 7  |           That’s a good sign, isn’t it?”~“Sometimes,” answered
 47 II, 7  |    phlebotomy’s a big affair, isn’t it! And a fellow who isn’
 48 II, 7  |          it! And a fellow who isn’t afraid of anything; a kind
 49 II, 7  |        other people’s blood doesn’t affect me at all, but the
 50 II, 7  |         has dirty nails, and hasn’t shaved for three days. While
 51 II, 8  |           the place! Then it wasn’t worth while sending to Neufchatel
 52 II, 8  |           seems odd to you, doesn’t it, I who am always more
 53 II, 8  |            is all this, if it isn’t chemistry, pure and simple?”~
 54 II, 8  |      heard issuing. “Well, it won’t last long,” she added. “
 55 II, 8  |          his ear—~“What! you didn’t know it? There is to be
 56 II, 8  |        his own shoulders. He hasn’t much taste. Poor Tuvache!
 57 II, 8  |    distraction, for happiness isn’t found in it.”~“But is it
 58 II, 8  |         whispering—~“Go up!”~“Don’t be afraid!”~“Oh, how stupid
 59 II, 9  |         said to himself—“We mustn’t go back too soon; that would
 60 II, 9  |         they were alone, “Why don’t you accept Monsieur Boulanger’
 61 II, 9  |           I can ride when I haven’t got a habit?”~“You must
 62 II, 10 |           a conversation.~“It isn’t warm; it’s nipping.”~Emma
 63 II, 10 |             No, stay here; it isn’t worth while going up; she
 64 II, 10 |      chemist contemptuously, “don’t know it; I’m ignorant of
 65 II, 10 |            It is oxalic acid, isn’t it?”~Binet explained that
 66 II, 10 |         his waste-book.~“Why didn’t you bring her?” she went
 67 II, 10 |   overgood either. Finally, I don’t know when I shall come to
 68 II, 10 |          working hard. That doesn’t surprise me; and he showed
 69 II, 10 |        under your room, and I won’t have it touched unless it
 70 II, 11 |  continued the chemist, “it doesn’t concern me. It’s for your
 71 II, 11 |         through his vanity:~“Aren’t you a man? Hang it! what
 72 II, 11 |           same, old chap, you don’t smell nice!”~Gangrene, in
 73 II, 11 |         him to diet himself.~“Don’t listen to him, my lad,”
 74 II, 11 |           Mere Lefrancois, “Haven’t they tortured you enough
 75 II, 11 |          time to reflect. Yet don’t despair. I have known great
 76 II, 11 |            to oblige me. That won’t cost you anything. Will
 77 II, 11 |     apoplexy. Besides, that doesn’t astonish me, for you chemist
 78 II, 11 |         and am never cold). I don’t wear flannels, and I never
 79 II, 12 |       hooks and eyes.~“Why, haven’t you ever seen anything?”
 80 II, 12 |     mistress, Madame Homais, didn’t wear the same.”~“Oh, I daresay!
 81 II, 12 |           to your chin.”~“Oh, don’t be cross! I’ll go and clean
 82 II, 12 |        said the servant, who wasn’t so particular when she cleaned
 83 II, 12 |      Pshaw!” she thought, “he won’t think about it again.”~Besides
 84 II, 12 |            Certainly!”~“You haven’t loved any others?”~“Did
 85 II, 12 |          We will take her! It can’t be helped!”~“What a woman!”
 86 II, 12 |  exclaimed, gesticulating, “I can’t exile myself—have a child
 87 II, 13 |          tears on this; but I can’t cry; it isn’t my fault.”
 88 II, 13 |           but I can’t cry; it isn’t my fault.” Then, having
 89 II, 13 |        Amor nel cor.”~“That doesn’t at all fit in with the circumstances.
 90 II, 13 |          dulcification. Then, don’t you think that perhaps her
 91 II, 14 |       that is really hit off to a T. He sets down a young swell
 92 II, 14 |      hospital, because they haven’t the sense when young to
 93 II, 15 |      certainly is her father, isn’t he—the ugly little man with
 94 II, 15 |         said—~“It is settled, isn’t it? To-morrow at six o’clock?”~
 95 III, 1 |          long nor too short, didn’t spend all his quarter’s
 96 III, 1 |           its environment. We don’t speak on the first floor
 97 III, 1 |       nothing.~“The gentleman isn’t in,” answered a servant.~
 98 III, 1 |            Ah! Leon! Really—I don’t know—if I ought,” she whispered.
 99 III, 2 |        you exposed yourself? Didn’t you see anything in the
100 III, 2 |     articulate something.”~“I—don’t—know,” stammered the young
101 III, 2 |        young fellow.~“Ah! you don’t know! Well, then, I do know!
102 III, 2 |      dragged to the scaffold? Don’t you know what care I take
103 III, 2 |         with his stump.~“He doesn’t even remember any more about
104 III, 2 |      turning to his wife, “Couldn’t you, my darling?”~She seemed
105 III, 2 |   devilish hard, although he didn’t make enough, in spite of
106 III, 2 |        coolness she added, “I don’t trust him overmuch. Notaries
107 III, 3 |        night air.”~“And who doesn’t want for women, either,”
108 III, 4 |            declaring that it wasn’t “drinking the sea,” politely
109 III, 4 |         time to time, that wouldn’t after all be very ruinous.”~“
110 III, 5 |       Mademoiselle Lempereur, isn’t it, who gives you lessons?”~“
111 III, 5 |          about you, and she doesn’t know you.”~This was like
112 III, 5 |        went on—~“But if you haven’t any ready money, you have
113 III, 5 |         manage to sell it.~“Haven’t you your power of attorney?”
114 III, 5 |            said Emma.~“Oh, it isn’t worth while,” answered Lheureux.~
115 III, 5 |        one likes on receipts. Don’t you think I know what household
116 III, 5 |           your cottage, and I don’t make the last bill due till
117 III, 5 |  considering the quantity, it isn’t too dear.”~Charles, at his
118 III, 5 |  expenditure extravagant.~“Couldn’t you do without a carpet?
119 III, 5 |           tell you. Everybody can’t be rich! No fortune can
120 III, 5 |     notary; “a man of science can’t be worried with the practical
121 III, 5 |         going there.”~“Oh, it isn’t worth while,” said Emma. “
122 III, 5 |            but for the future don’t worry. I do not feel free,
123 III, 6 |         bodily qualities, he didn’t dislike a young girl.~Leon
124 III, 6 |         sure your lady-love doesn’t live far away.”~And the
125 III, 6 |          up good reasons; it wasn’t his fault; didn’t she know
126 III, 6 |         it wasn’t his fault; didn’t she know Homais—did she
127 III, 6 | companions. She said to him—~“Don’t see them; don’t go out;
128 III, 6 |         him—~“Don’t see them; don’t go out; think only of ourselves;
129 III, 6 |             tell him that I haven’t it. I will send next week;
130 III, 6 |            Quiet Vincart! You don’t know him; he’s more ferocious
131 III, 6 |        Vincart.” Besides, he hadn’t a brass farthing; no one
132 III, 6 |        shopkeeper like him couldn’t advance money.~Emma was
133 III, 6 |      However, it’s settled. I don’t play the fool; I’m straight
134 III, 6 |          you understand one doesn’t tell them what it really
135 III, 6 |       picked up “at a sale.”~“Isn’t it lovely?” said Lheureux. “
136 III, 6 |     answered roughly that it wasn’t her fault.~What was the
137 III, 6 |           to you. Besides, it isn’t my fault. It’s Vincart’s.”~“
138 III, 6 |          soft voice said—~“It isn’t pleasant, I know; but, after
139 III, 6 |           the shop—~“Annette, don’t forget the three coupons
140 III, 7 |   admitted that his landlord didn’t like his having “women”
141 III, 7 |    blushing—~“However, if you don’t see me by three o’clock
142 III, 7 |         hill he exclaimed—~“I can’t understand why the authorities
143 III, 7 |          back two lairds, and don’t forget my advice: you’ll
144 III, 7 |           went on, “that you didn’t come to me?”~“I hardly know,”
145 III, 7 |           Tuvache.~“Why, he doesn’t sell anything,” objected
146 III, 8 |        But we’ll begin again, won’t we? We will love one another.
147 III, 8 |        borrowed; the patients don’t pay us. Moreover, the settling
148 III, 8 |          one is so poor one doesn’t have silver on the butt
149 III, 8 |           of one’s gun. One doesn’t buy a clock inlaid with
150 III, 8 |        thousand francs!”~“I haven’t got them,” replied Rodolphe,
151 III, 8 |         of her bed, sobbing.~“Don’t cry,” she said to him. “
152 III, 8 |           to be, my dear!”~“Weren’t you happy? Is it my fault?
153 III, 8 |  everybody was silent, “But I can’t see my little stocking.”~
154 III, 8 |        him.~“She is very ill, isn’t she? If we put on sinapisms?
155 III, 8 |         poor place, when one hasn’t been told the night before—”~“
156 III, 8 |           poison herself?”~“I don’t know, doctor, and I don’
157 III, 8 |           know, doctor, and I don’t even know where she can
158 III, 8 |         after dinner.~“Oh, it isn’t his blood that’s too thick,”
159 III, 9 |           There now! as if I hadn’t got other fish to fry. Well,
160 III, 9 |  ecclesiastic, “prayer! Why, aren’t you a Christian?”~“Excuse
161 III, 9 |      world a morality—”~“That isn’t the question. All the texts -”~“
162 III, 9 |         she still is! Now, couldn’t you swear she was going
163 III, 10|          replied, sobbing, “I don’t know! I don’t know! It’s
164 III, 10|     sobbing, “I don’t know! I don’t know! It’s a curse!”~The
165 III, 10|    Saturday in my shop.”~“I haven’t had leisure,” said Homais, “
166 III, 11|     delicacy to reply—~“Oh, I don’t know. It was for her business
167 III, 11|          back to his face.~“I don’t blame you,” he said.~Rodolphe
168 III, 11|       infinite sorrow—~“No, I don’t blame you now.”~He even