Chapter

 1 I    |        the detectives, in a low voice.~“Yes, there is murder going
 2 I    |      man, in a hoarse, strained voice.~“Naturally, but we do not
 3 I    |        his eyes, and in a faint voice asked for something to drink.
 4 I    | continued the wounded man, in a voice that was growing fainter.~“
 5 II   |        in his young companion’s voice. “Upon my word,” he remarked,
 6 III  |       Oh!” said he in a stifled voice, “a man’s footprint!”~“Exactly.
 7 VII  |         in a hoarse, discordant voice.~“I hope so, I am sure—but
 8 VII  |      Murder!” at the top of her voice; and it was only by sheer
 9 VII  |       interrupted by the shrill voice of the Widow Chupin, who
10 VII  |     lamb. It was in a wheedling voice, and with tearful eyes,
11 VIII |          when a coarse, mocking voice accosted him with the exclamation: “
12 VIII |         spite of her anger, her voice was as sweet as music.”~“
13 VIII |       shouted at the top of his voice: “At M. Trigault’s house—
14 IX   |           called out a pleasant voice.~The young detective entered,
15 IX   |          Still, the tone of his voice was so paternal, and the
16 IX   |       downcast eyes and honeyed voice, she looked so unlike the
17 IX   |       and then, in his clearest voice, he read these words, taken
18 IX   |        and it was in an altered voice that she stammered: “Lacheneur!
19 X    |        he inquired, in a hoarse voice.~“I am the magistrate,”
20 X    |       but no longer threatening voice. “I was attacked, and I
21 X    |       his attitude, his tone of voice, his looks and gestures.
22 X    | murderer had found that accent. Voice, gesture, glance, expression,
23 X    |   follows, in a shrill falsetto voice: “Silence, music! And you,
24 XII  |       with an exceedingly sweet voice.” He sought the prisoner’
25 XII  |      this,” said he, in a harsh voice, “is a mere invention of
26 XII  |  reticence, the varied tones of voice, the now bold, now faltering
27 XII  |       stubborn nature. So, in a voice rendered still more harsh
28 XIII |        and added, in a friendly voice: “It was unnecessary to
29 XIV  |      possible,” cried an inward voice. “Besides, it must be done;
30 XIV  |    frank and unembarrassed; her voice was clear and musical, and
31 XV   |         I didn’t recognize your voice—will you come in?”~They
32 XV   |           began Lecoq in a soft voice.~“Alas! yes, sir,” replied
33 XV   |      and in a hoarse, unnatural voice, she cried: “Toto! wretched
34 XV   |        an almost unintelligible voice: “Ah, I did not wish my
35 XVI  |      answered Polyte in a harsh voice.~“Do you know one of them
36 XVI  |     took down.”~In a monotonous voice, the smiling clerk repeated: “
37 XVII |       the old lady, raising her voice.~Without making a direct
38 XVIII|          singing them in a loud voice and with considerable taste.
39 XVIII|          in a loud and cheerful voice, the old ditty:~“Diogene!~
40 XVIII|         missive, and soon, in a voice trembling with gratified
41 XIX  |         shade of sarcasm in his voice, “that so much trouble,
42 XIX  |         cried at the top of his voice: “Here! keeper! here!”~“
43 XIX  |         was frank and open, his voice rang so true, and his reasoning
44 XIX  |         with a sudden change of voice and attitude, burst into
45 XX   |      she asked in a curt, sharp voice.~“I am the nephew of a messenger
46 XX   |       up!”~At the sound of this voice, which rang like a trumpet
47 XXI  |  chopine” of wine in a guttural voice.~The fugitive and the ruffian
48 XXI  |        in that harsh, imperious voice, which imminent peril always
49 XXI  |        him, and then in a harsh voice replied: “I advise you to
50 XXI  |        he said, in a despondent voice. “It is now certain that
51 XXI  |       his excuses, when another voice was heard exclaiming. “Let
52 XXII |    reflected; then, in a calmer voice, he added: “There is one
53 XXIII|       himself, and lowering his voice, Tirauclair added: “But
54 XXIV |        questions, in a troubled voice, and the prisoner, terribly
55 XXV  |    alert. It was in an emphatic voice that the sick man then read: “
56 XXV  |          he said in an agitated voice. “I only offered these last