Chapter

  1 I    |             lodgings for our guests. Good luck to you and much pleasure!”~
  2 I    |            to a man who has left his good sense at the bottom of his
  3 I    |            my lad; if your case is a good one, which is possible,
  4 I    |            delighted the inspector. “Good, my boy,” said he, “very
  5 I    |              my boy,” said he, “very good! Ah! you have a talent for
  6 II   |         family, Lecoq had received a good and solid education. He
  7 II   |              Why should I not follow good advice?” he asked himself.
  8 II   |              murderer submitted with good grace to the precautions
  9 II   |             of keeping me here was a good one, and I thank you for
 10 II   |             the slush, I shall get a good sleep.”~Here he stood, in
 11 II   |             to their widest extent. “Good heavens!” he murmured, “
 12 III  |            boasting, say that I have good eyes—I did not see it.”~“
 13 III  |        exclaimed, “we have reached a good place; I can see unmistakable
 14 III  |               Go on, then,” said the good man, in a tone of resignation.~“
 15 IV   |              that will not do us any good, for, of course, they will
 16 IV   |           with the police force, the good man—to use his own expression—
 17 IV   |            with himself was not this good man’s forte; he soon grew
 18 V    |            the cabin was built quite good enough for the feet of her
 19 V    |             which his companion took good care not to interrupt, he
 20 V    |              sure; but it is just as good, it makes one’s blood circulate
 21 VI   |           clothing.”~“That is a very good idea,” said the commissary,
 22 VI   |              a linen handkerchief of good quality, but unmarked, and
 23 VI   |              untiring labors and the good he did to those around him.~
 24 VI   |          exclamations: “Not bad—very good!”~When he had finished the
 25 VI   |            just met with a stroke of good luck, that they had come
 26 VII  |             belongings of a prison.~“Good Lord!” murmured Lecoq, greatly
 27 VII  |              discuss the matter—what good would it have done? Besides,
 28 VII  |          that she called upon these “good gentlemen” to witness the
 29 VII  |              said; “you are losing a good fee, without counting many
 30 VII  |              without counting many a good drink I would stand you
 31 VIII |              generally return with a good haul of thieves and vagabonds.~“
 32 VIII |            himself into the driver’s good graces, being anxious to
 33 VIII |             his inquiries.~“Well, my good fellow,” he began, “you
 34 VIII |                 Oh, for nothing very good!” replied the driver, with
 35 VIII |           who has drunk more than is good for her!’”~These facts confirmed
 36 VIII |            servant.~“Is that all, my good fellow?” he asked the driver,
 37 VIII |              if you met her again?”~“Good heavens! no.”~The vehicle
 38 VIII |           hour and forty minutes, my good fellow, consequently I owe
 39 IX   |            but, nevertheless, he’s a good fellow!”~His heart somewhat
 40 IX   |           the plan of the ground.~“A good half-hour elapsed before
 41 IX   |        solely on the strength of her good looks. But M. Segmuller
 42 IX   |            have been unfortunate, my good judge,” she whined.~“Yes,
 43 IX   |             the action of the law.”~“Good heavens! Is it possible?”~“
 44 IX   |             a very simple affair, my good sir,” she began. “I was
 45 IX   |             the case.~“Precisely, my good sir,” she replied in the
 46 IX   |            they were beating him, my good sir, they were killing him.
 47 IX   |             to themselves?”~“Yes, my good sir.”~“It seems to me impossible
 48 IX   |             inform justice—”~“Oh, my good sir!”~“Allow me to finish.
 49 IX   |            he is not an assassin, my good sir.”~“What do you mean
 50 IX   |             t say that, I’m sure, my good sir.”~“Yes, you did, and
 51 IX   |             did you know them?”~“No, good sir, no more than I knew
 52 IX   |           fair.”~“I swear to you, my good sir—”~“Do not declare it
 53 X    |            me what he had found? Ah! good heavens! A mere trifle.
 54 X    |           but this is because I take good care of them and scarcely
 55 XII  |          Lecoq. “Ah! Mr. Agent, it’s good to be sharp, but not so
 56 XII  |            one of a long chain—”~“Be good enough to keep silent,”
 57 XII  |           for you know very well, my good sir, that I am as innocent
 58 XIII |             saying: “Now go; and may good luck attend you!”~
 59 XIV  |       certainly earned the bottle of good wine to which I intend to
 60 XIV  |            detective exclaimed: “Ah! good evening, madame; you are
 61 XIV  |           stammered, “that is a very good portrait of the man.”~“Ah,
 62 XIV  |           serving, for the sake of a good round sum, the interests
 63 XIV  |              understand everything.~“Good heavens!” she exclaimed, “
 64 XV   |              see his colleague, and, good heavens! he found him in
 65 XV   |            to pay their bill and go. Good! I supposed they would now
 66 XV   |             further thought it had a good side after all. It sufficed
 67 XV   |          before going to bed he took good care to wind up his alarm
 68 XV   |           even tried to trade on her good looks. Here, however, he
 69 XV   |             but in reality she has a good heart.”~“Then, if you were
 70 XVI  |         second glance, and oh, great good fortune, he saw Lecoq, Father
 71 XVI  |       hesitated. “You may retire, my good woman,” said he kindly,
 72 XVI  |             entirely. He eats with a good appetite; he is as gay as
 73 XVII |           replied M. Segmuller, “and good luck to you!”~Good luck!
 74 XVII |               and good luck to you!”~Good luck! Yes, indeed, Lecoq
 75 XVII |           gradually disappeared. His good sense reasserted itself,
 76 XVII |           way of reward—”~“Madame!”~“Good, good! There is not the
 77 XVII |            reward—”~“Madame!”~“Good, good! There is not the least
 78 XVII | acknowledgment of Madame d’Arlange’s good wishes. Then, as if he had
 79 XVII |               Then, again, there was good reason to believe in the
 80 XIX  |           these recriminations do no good,” he remarked, calmly; “
 81 XIX  |              after him.~“You see, my good fellow,” quoth M. Segmuller,
 82 XIX  |           when he is boasting of his good luck and audacity to the
 83 XIX  |      interrupted M. Segmuller. “What good would it do for me to make
 84 XIX  |        replied Lecoq. “Besides, what good would any such stratagem
 85 XIX  |             we could. I would give a good deal to see him in my place.”~
 86 XIX  |          Segmuller.” He had, indeed, good reason to congratulate himself:
 87 XX   |             and laughingly exclaim: “Good!—there’s another who doesn’
 88 XX   |           just cause for exultation, good reason to be proud, for
 89 XX   |              for Lecoq’s vanity, the good fellow spoke at a moment
 90 XX   |         where he ordered a bottle of good wine; and while we drank
 91 XX   |             was that he offered me a good round sum in payment for
 92 XX   |               You will see me again; good morning.”~Lecoq had not
 93 XX   |              And if so, how?~Lecoq’s good sense told him plainly that
 94 XX   |     suggested Father Absinthe.~“What good would it do? Hasn’t M. Segmuller
 95 XXI  |             were enabled to obtain a good view of the shop inside,
 96 XXI  |             declared that he had too good a heart to leave a comrade
 97 XXI  |       conversation; and the words “a good stroke,” and “money enough
 98 XXI  |              hope it! I shall have a good chance now.”~At the same
 99 XXI  |                murmured Lecoq, “What good would it be?”~But the Suisse
100 XXI  |           did not share his master’s good humor. “I think, gentlemen,”
101 XXII |             you are ignorant of your good fortune,” said he. “Ah!
102 XXII |             and I thought him a very good sort of a fellow. I forget
103 XXII |              him. It was doing him a good turn, wasn’t it? Well, he
104 XXIII|             sparkled with pleasure. “Good morning, Lecoq, my boy,”
105 XXIII|            Lecoq, my boy,” said he. “Good morning, my old Absinthe.
106 XXIV |              Escorval is in quite as good health as Father Absinthe
107 XXIV |          hearty laugh: “Ah! that’s a good joke!” he exclaimed. “Ah,
108 XXV  |              certain that he had the good fortune to regain possession