Chapter

 1 I   |      companions, “don’t you know Mother Chupin’s drinking-shop there
 2 I   |          hear what has happened. Mother Chupin, the old hussy, is
 3 I   |         prisoner’s legs and bind Mother Chupin’s hands, and we will
 4 I   |        here at the Poivriere, at Mother Chupin’s house. Well, hunt
 5 II  | financially ruined, and that his mother had survived him only a
 6 III |         women rushed wildly from Mother Chupin’s house, the woman
 7 IV  |   hearing the shots fired inside Mother Chupin’s drinking den, most
 8 V   |        not have sought for it in Mother Chupin’s apron. No, he must
 9 IX  |    circumstances of the tragedy, Mother Chupin did not hesitate
10 X   |  pretended drunkard have dazzled Mother Chupin’s eyes with the prospect
11 X   |         we’ll keep him since his mother has been so wicked as to
12 X   |       plaintively. “The one that Mother Tringlot taught me. I subsist
13 XIII|        has probably heard of his mother’s arrest; but it seems to
14 XV  |          hatred of the villain’s mother—that old hag, the Widow
15 XV  |         covered her. The Chupins—mother and son—believed, perhaps,
16 XV  |    detectives’ attention. If the mother was attired in an old, thin,
17 XV  |        with which Polyte and his mother have treated you.”~“My husband
18 XV  |        exclaimed the unfortunate mother, bursting into tears. “That’
19 XV  |          painful scene. The poor mother’s emotion was a sufficient
20 XVI |          the frequenters of your mother’s establishment.”~“There
21 XVI |       the waste ground near your mother’s wine-shop; and of the
22 XVI |   misconstrued; and vowed on her mother’s memory, that she had never
23 XVII|    Chupin was in the name of his mother’s sister, a woman named