Chapter

 1 I    |         fingers in a basin of holy water.~He was a man about forty-six
 2 I    |        They brought him a glass of water, which he drank with evident
 3 IV   |           allow it to soak in cold water. When it becomes thoroughly
 4 IV   |      detective, “and bring me some water; gather together all the
 5 IV   |       mixed one-half with a little water so as to form a thin paste,
 6 V    |            the familiar mixture of water, wine, and sugar, known
 7 VIII |  bystanders came the murmur of the water trickling from a spigot
 8 IX   |         have gone through fire and water for the magistrate who had
 9 X    |           I should like a glass of water.”~“Will you not have some
10 X    |               I should prefer pure water.”~His request was at once
11 XI   |           yourself—you are in deep water already—you are lost. There’
12 XI   |    advances into the sea until the water rises above his chin. He
13 XII  |             You poured some of the water that was in the pitcher
14 XII  |            did I do? I poured some water over them. As for your other
15 XIII |         eyes with cool, refreshing water.~This frightful examination
16 XIV  |         ask him.”~A bucket of iced water falling upon Lecoq’s head
17 XVIII| considerable commotion ensues, the water spouts and seethes and bubbles
18 XVIII|          their passage—just as the water of the lake closes over