Chapter

 1 VI   |    contained a carefully folded paper. The commissary unfolded
 2 VI   |      the closest attention. The paper on which it was written
 3 VI   |      address, not a fragment of paper, nothing—not even such common
 4 VI   | identity. A little tobacco in a paper bag, a couple of pocket
 5 VII  |    Lecoq swept the dust off the paper into the palm of his hand.
 6 VII  |       one portion in a scrap of paper, and slipping it into his
 7 X    |         as his pen ran over the paper.~“Enough,” interrupted the
 8 XI   |  prisoner, “and show me on this paper the precise spot you and
 9 XII  |      contained on to a sheet of paper. “You are aware, prisoner,”
10 XII  |       rapidly flying across the paper, could not help remarking
11 XV   |    asked me to let him have the paper when I had finished with
12 XVI  |      his pens and preparing his paper.~In the mean while, M. Segmuller
13 XVII |       the letter recognized the paper as his. But neither he,
14 XVIII|     slip of the thinnest tissue paper. This he unfolded, and smoothed
15 XVIII|    quietly. He took the slip of paper from the magistrate and
16 XVIII|    Lecoq was about to place the paper in his breast-pocket, when
17 XIX  |       my opinion. This scrap of paper undeniably proves that if
18 XIX  |     some of the thinnest tissue paper. When this had been procured,
19 XIX  |        Lecoq next rolled up the paper, and enclosing it in the
20 XIX  |       in half. The sight of the paper which it contained seemed
21 XIX  |    brief, then here is a little paper which was thrown into my
22 XX   |     Segmuller, for a particular paper he would now require.~Scarcely
23 XX   |      asked me to bring you this paper in his stead. It is a summons