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 1  I, 2  |             guide’s talk that Monsieur Rouault must be one of the well-to-do
 2  I, 2  |                was invited by Monsieur Rouault himself to “pick a bit”
 3  I, 2  |          fields at night.~Mademoiselle Rouault did not at all like the
 4  I, 2  |                bidding farewell to old Rouault, returned to the room before
 5  I, 2  |             end of forty-six days, old Rouault was seen trying to walk
 6  I, 2  |             man of great capacity. Old Rouault said that he could not have
 7  I, 2  |              the stables; he liked old Rouault, who pressed his hand and
 8  I, 2  |                blank page for Monsieur Rouault. But when she heard he had
 9  I, 2  |                learnt the Mademoiselle Rouault, brought up at the Ursuline
10  I, 2  |              Bertaux now that Monsieur Rouault was cured and that these
11  I, 2  |               on—~“The daughter of old Rouault a town miss! Get out! Their
12  I, 3  |          Chapter Three~One morning old Rouault brought Charles the money
13  I, 3  |         already in blossom, and Farmer Rouault, on his legs again, came
14  I, 3  |                 and to whom! Alas! Old Rouault was rich, and she!—so beautiful!
15  I, 3  |             words sealed his lips.~Old Rouault would not have been sorry
16  I, 3  |           about the dowry. Now, as old Rouault would soon be forced to
17  I, 3  | procrastinating from hour to hour. Old Rouault was seeing him off; they
18  I, 3  |                when past it—~“Monsieur Rouault,” he murmured, “I should
19  I, 3  |                all about it?” said old Rouault, laughing softly.~“Monsieur
20  I, 3  |             laughing softly.~“Monsieur Rouault—Monsieur Rouault,” stammered
21  I, 3  |              Monsieur Rouault—Monsieur Rouault,” stammered Charles.~“I
22  I, 3  |            herself in countenance. Old Rouault embraced his future son-in-law.
23  I, 3  |         waiting for this. Mademoiselle Rouault was busy with her trousseau.
24  I, 3  |          wedding with torches, but old Rouault could not understand such
25  I, 4  |             till she had finished. Old Rouault, with a new silk hat and
26  I, 4  |          through the keyhole, when old Rouault came up just in time to
27  I, 4  |               his heart he accused old Rouault of being proud, and he joined
28  I, 4  |                not be away longer. Old Rouault had them driven back in
29  I, 6  |         astonishment that Mademoiselle Rouault seemed to be slipping from
30  I, 9  |                the end of February old Rouault, in memory of his cure,
31 II, 3  |            name was chosen; and as old Rouault could not come, Monsieur
32 II, 10 |              the time of year when old Rouault sent his turkey in remembrance
33 II, 10 |               loving father.~“Theodore Rouault.”~She held the coarse paper
34 III, 7 |        mother-in-law detested her; old Rouault could do nothing; but he,
35 III, 9 |              began to flock round.~Old Rouault arrived, and fainted on
36 III, 10|               the whole of the way old Rouault, panting, was torn by anguish.
37 III, 10|              that it was all over.~Old Rouault on his way back began quietly
38 III, 10|                home undressed, and old Rouault put on his blue blouse.
39 III, 11|                died the same year; old Rouault was paralysed, and it was