Chapter

 1 I   |         affirmed Gevrol in his turn; “wounds in the head, when
 2 III |   empty brains, they twist and turn it, dwell upon it, and develop
 3 III |      soon became silent in his turn. He was constrained to submit
 4 V   |        was examining it in his turn. “And to think,” he murmured,
 5 VI  | opportunity to do Gevrol a bad turn and punish him for his presumptuous
 6 VII |   keeper began to swear in his turn. “These police agents are
 7 VII |    little distance, resolutely turn to the left, pass by the
 8 VIII|      it may seem, the visitors turn hastily away with an expression
 9 X   |       you may be sure she will turn her eyes into a fountain
10 XI  |      coming had made the clerk turn pale, had proved to be a
11 XI  |   depended upon his ability to turn a compliment; in short,
12 XV  | sufficient presence of mind to turn the key in the lock, and
13 XV  |     too. No matter what side I turn, I find him on the defensive.
14 XVI |       Being of a conscientious turn of mind, he entered each
15 XVI |   morning beverage—white wine. Turn which way he would, however,
16 XVII|        then we should have our turn!”~However, there was no
17 XVII|      the least need for you to turn as red as a poppy, young
18 XVII|          that whichever side I turn, in this affair, I find
19 XVII|     nothing could daunt him or turn him from the almost impossible
20 XIX |        it was the magistrate’s turn. “I am defeated,” thought
21 XIX |      child, and I must have my turn.”~“And what if he should
22 XX  |       crayon instructed him to turn into the Rue Saint-Jacques.~
23 XXI |       May began talking in his turn; and he narrated his story
24 XXII|        It was doing him a good turn, wasn’t it? Well, he offered
25 XXIV|        taken quite a different turn. But they were not alone;