Chapter

 1 I    |    street. All these places were open. There is no fog or thaw
 2 I    |     public ballroom. Through the open windows came alternately
 3 I    |        himself ran to the door. “Open!” he commanded, striking
 4 I    |     exclamation decided Gevrol. “Open, in the name of the law!”
 5 I    |         battering-ram, he dashed open the door. Then the horror-stricken
 6 I    |       with his back turned to an open door leading into an adjoining
 7 I    |     bluish gray cloak was partly open, revealing his bare chest.
 8 I    |          could not. Twice did he open his lips, but only a choking
 9 III  |      door that Gevrol had forced open. Labor lost. There was but
10 III  |     follow the footprints in the open air by the uncertain light
11 IV   |         two houses to regain the open ground.~“Certainly these
12 V    |      Chupin’s abode had remained open, accessible to any chance
13 V    |        that streamed through the open door, it could only have
14 V    |         front of the door forced open by the police, they discovered
15 V    |       himself, and remained with open mouth and distended eyes,
16 V    |      merely confined to breaking open the door.~The document Lecoq
17 VI   |   extended, and their hands wide open.~No contraction or extension
18 VII  |       and on coming out into the open air, the wine flew into
19 VII  |        the van passed through an open gateway, and drew up in
20 VII  |   newspaper, spread out over the open register—that fatal book
21 VIII |          be there when the doors open.”~To send Father Absinthe
22 VIII |     young detective at once tore open the envelope and read: “
23 IX   |        with his men; they forced open the door, and behold—”~The
24 IX   |   abandon defensive tactics, and open fire on the enemy’s position.~“
25 X    |         later the door was flung open with a violent jerk, and
26 X    |          tried to force my mouth open and push the spoon in, just
27 X    |         see the prison doors fly open at the conclusion of his
28 XII  |          guillotine. Each time I open my mouth to speak I ask
29 XIV  |          the gallery.~Finding an open window on the floor below,
30 XIV  |          well kept. Lecoq pushed open the glass door leading into
31 XIV  |          send for a locksmith to open it. Here is the authority—
32 XV   |        if we don’t keep our eyes open. Don’t you forget him, papa;
33 XV   |     strength in vain attempts to open it. It resisted all their
34 XV   |    succeeded in forcing the door open, they dashed out in pursuit
35 XVII |      which he would pull out and open at least a dozen times an
36 XVII |          The servant who came to open the door examined him attentively,
37 XVII |         and sit down between two open doors. And we did very well,
38 XVIII|    silent dismay; his mouth wide open, his eyes starting from
39 XVIII|   Striking his forehead with his open palm, he cried: “I’ve found
40 XIX  |         May’s gaze was frank and open, his voice rang so true,
41 XX   |   directions, and keep your eyes open!”~Near them, on the quay,
42 XX   |      left the steps, crossed the open square and walked down the
43 XXI  |     Lecoq. “Let us keep our eyes open.”~May was now walking quite
44 XXI  |       asleep. His ears were wide open, however, and he carefully
45 XXI  |          the next one they found open. Here again they were soon
46 XXI  |     garden is closed; it is only open during grand receptions,
47 XXII | Couturier has a fondness for the open air, and he wouldn’t hesitate
48 XXIII|           and when I motion you, open that door there, on the