Chapter

 1 IX  |        than snow. My poor, dear husband had been deceived by his
 2 IX  |        Possibly. But while your husband was undergoing his sentence,
 3 XIII|        the Depot to produce her husband!”~But night was coming on.
 4 XV  |         quickly adding: “But my husband could not have been implicated
 5 XV  |        him; besides, he was her husband.~A moment’s silence followed
 6 XV  | probable that he is one of your husband’s friends.”~“Oh! sir.”~“
 7 XV  |   guilty party. Now, among your husband’s friends, don’t you know
 8 XV  |   mother have treated you.”~“My husband has never treated me brutally,”
 9 XV  |         his own father, and her husband—the ruffian, Polyte Chupin.
10 XV  |   Polyte. When he went away, my husband said to me: ‘Do you see
11 XVI |         arms. On perceiving her husband, she uttered a joyful exclamation,
12 XVI |         fixed upon her unworthy husband, and the happiness she felt
13 XVI |          Since she has seen her husband, it is quite impossible
14 XVI |    strange silence injures your husband far more than anything you
15 XVII|       she added, turning to her husband, “that the Marchioness only
16 XVII|       her pay the balance.”~Her husband did remember this circumstance;
17 XVII|      left some one behind her—a husband, or children—”~“No one but
18 XVII|       implied plainly that both husband and wife were of opinion