Part, Chapter

 1  I, 1 |         stinking drunk. Then her pride revolted. After that she
 2  I, 7 |      such a wife. He showed with pride in the sitting room two
 3 II, 5 |         that all was lost. Then, pride, and joy of being able to
 4 II, 8 |     showed his humble medal with pride; and no doubt when he got
 5 II, 9 |       spoken to herself, and her pride, like one who reposes bathed
 6 II, 10|     habits, caressed at once his pride and his sensuality. Emma’
 7 II, 11|         the furious blows of her pride. She revelled in all the
 8 II, 14| sweetness. Her soul, tortured by pride, at length found rest in
 9 II, 14|       merit the more, and in the pride of her devoutness Emma compared
10 II, 15|     sharing his fatigues and his pride, picking up the flowers
11 III, 1|         smelt them, swelled with pride, as if this homage that
12 III, 2|      spot where he displayed his pride, the Capharnaum was the
13 III, 6|        would not refuse. But her pride revolted at this.~“Bah!
14 III, 7|     strengthening herself in her pride, she had never felt so much
15 III, 8|          Show. With a gesture of pride he struggled against this
16 III, 8|          dilated in Amphytrionic pride, and the affecting thought
17 III, 8|       lies, that had curled with pride and cried out in lewdness;