Chapter
1 Int | to take the child to the little seminary at Yvetot. Later,
2 Int | literature. His heroes, little folk, artisans or rustics,
3 Int | autumn for the soul, the little soul, of la petite Roque.~
4 Int | Maupassant’s philosophy is as little complicated as his vision
5 Int | curiosity, our desire, the little spark of genius that burns
6 I | She took from the wall the little card which bore in golden
7 I | voice sounded at times a little too sharp, but her frank,
8 I | horses emitted a warm steam.~Little by little the baroness fell
9 I | a warm steam.~Little by little the baroness fell asleep,
10 I | and placed in her hands a little leather pocketbook.~This
11 I | replied, “You shall see, my little girl.”~The storm began to
12 I | were heard. They passed a little village as the inhabitants
13 I | continually repeating in a weak little voice, “Oh, my God, my poor
14 I | saw in the corner a tiny little animal which the rabbit,
15 I | one room. It was a typical little French fishing village,
16 II | along the roads, or into the little winding valleys, their sides
17 II | Jeanne that she was casting a little of her heart into every
18 II | quiet, though there is very little to amuse him in the country.”
19 III | those of his class, knew little about the neighboring families,
20 III | hoisted the sail, veered a little, and then sailed along smoothly
21 III | in the water; it was the little port of Étretat.~Jeanne,
22 III | port of Étretat.~Jeanne, a little dizzy from the motion of
23 III | and the vicomte seemed a little embarrassed at being seated
24 III | They took breakfast in a little inn near the beach, and
25 III | cry.~Perceiving a wood a little further on to the right,
26 III | we can sit down there a little while,” she said.~They sat
27 III | breeze seemed to arise, a little shiver went over the surface
28 III | clock, imagining that the little bee on the pendulum was
29 III | his cheeks the musician’s little gray eyes disappeared, and
30 IV | Sometimes they walked in Little Mother’s Avenue; he, talking
31 IV | with her family.~She was a little woman of few words, who
32 IV | those who surrounded her. Little Jeanne herself, with the
33 IV | dining-room for breakfast, the little one would go up to her from
34 IV | She always walked with little, quick, silent steps, never
35 IV | all right, Adelaide?” And little mother, as she carelessly
36 IV | toward her parents and said: “Little father, we are going to
37 IV | moonlit lawn as far as the little wood at the end. The hour
38 IV | I will wait for them.”~Little father gave his hand to
39 IV | dampness made them shiver a little.~“Let us go in now,” said
40 IV | tenderly:~“Are not your dear little feet cold?”~All at once
41 IV | you—are not your—your—dear little feet cold?—no one ever said
42 IV | replied. “She must be a little crazy this evening.”~They
43 IV | delicate red shells.~“Look, a little family,” she said innocently,
44 IV | innocently, and feeling a little more confidence.~Julien
45 IV | kiss her temples and neck, little light kisses. Startled each
46 IV | invited, alone betrayed a little of that broad mirth that
47 IV | from the air in shreds, in little fragments of scattered notes.~
48 IV | his care her darling, her little one, her adored daughter.~
49 IV | turning to Jeanne: “Come, little one, kiss your mother and
50 IV | but she felt a shower of little grateful kisses on her lips.~
51 IV | assisted his wife with all the little details of her toilet, not
52 V | saying, “That is for your little expenses as a bride.”~Jeanne
53 V | following day the Roi-Louis, a little mail steamer which went
54 V | with mist.~The captain, a little sun-browned man, dried up,
55 V | base of the mountains. Some little Italian boats were anchored
56 V | three days spent in this little town, hidden at the end
57 V | difficult pass, and selected two little Corsican stallions with
58 V | on foot or mounted on a little horse, or astride a donkey
59 V | from the summit. It was a little village, a hamlet of granite
60 V | iced water issuing from a little hole in the rock and flowing
61 V | wilderness of stones and found a little spring conducted into a
62 V | voice interrupted him. A little swarthy woman, with large
63 V | home to dinner, and the little Corsican woman behaved as
64 V | her.~She called her host’s little wife into her room and,
65 V | superstitious significance.~The little Corsican refused for some
66 V | Well, then, send me a little pistol, a very small one.”~
67 V | again. Then I shall have my little pistol; I shall be easy,
68 V | the pistol promised to the little Corsican woman of Evisa.~
69 VI | affectionate greetings. Little mother wept; Jeanne, affected,
70 VI | except, perhaps, a few little details forgotten in this
71 VI | everything had been put away, the little maid left her mistress,
72 VI | hedge which separated the little winding walks was bare of
73 VI | walks was bare of leaves. Little birds flew from place to
74 VI | from place to place with a little chilly cry, seeking a shelter.~
75 VI | to his daughter: “Well, little one, are you glad to be
76 VI | drowsy condition, opposite little mother, who was sound asleep.
77 VI | fire, he said: “See here, little daughter, that is the best
78 VI | suddenly fell on her clock. The little bee was still swinging from
79 VI | to tears at sight of this little piece of mechanism that
80 VI | were like the first week.~Little by little, however, she
81 VI | the first week.~Little by little, however, she ceased to
82 VI | for the thousand-and-one little insignificant things of
83 VI | carriage, he had made a little cow tender named Marius
84 VI | and brushed up, looked a little like his former self; but
85 VI | horses, the carriage, and the little groom, and seemed satisfied,
86 VI | turned round, glanced at the little bewildered groom and he,
87 VI | What, so soon? Stay a little longer.” But Jeanne had
88 VI | wife. But the baroness, a little touchy in these particulars,
89 VI | silent out of respect for little mother, but nevertheless,
90 VI | vines dead.~They entered the little village. The empty, silent
91 VI | meaning of things; and these little scattered gleams in the
92 VII | the baker to make her a little Norman “galette” for breakfast,
93 VII | change into his pocket: “Little streams make big rivers.”~
94 VII | Are you ill, my girl?” The little maid would reply: “No, madame,”
95 VII | start up with a shudder.~The little servant, her face livid,
96 VII | to see the patient. The little maid, watched over by Widow
97 VII | not dare to speak of the little one, for fear of another
98 VII | is it, this child?”~The little maid was overcome with confusion,
99 VII | shivering and frozen.~The little maid did not come. She was
100 VII | feel cold, although she had little on. She felt nothing, her
101 VII | All at once the thought of little mother came to her mind,
102 VII | not know. Then she heard a little noise on the floor, a sort
103 VII | and suddenly a mouse, a little gray mouse, ran quickly
104 VII | toward her chest with his little, quick scamper. Jeanne was
105 VII | was not surprised to see little mother seated in her room
106 VII | and thought she was a very little girl. She had no recollection
107 VII | regained consciousness.” Little mother began to weep. Then
108 VII | then the baron, and finally little mother, puffing and distracted.~
109 VII | hear us now, Jeanne, my little Jeanne?”~She pretended to
110 VII | had not been noted down.~Little by little she began to recall
111 VII | been noted down.~Little by little she began to recall the
112 VII | pondered over them steadily.~Little mother, Aunt Lison, the
113 VII | and live with father and little mother as in old days. She
114 VII | called to her in a low tone: “Little Mother!” Her own voice astonished
115 VII | you recognize me?”~“Yes, little mother, but you must not
116 VII | I am quite sensible now, little mother. I am not talking
117 VII | believe me. Go and fetch little father, he will soon understand.”~
118 VII | she sent for the baron. “Little father,” she said, “my resolution
119 VII | you stay downstairs with little mother. And, above all things,
120 VII | Rosalie, motionless, uttered little cries that were almost screams
121 VII | did he begin again?”~The little maid, who had sunk down
122 VII | arrived for him to preach a little sermon.~“What you have done
123 VII | and then one must be a little indulgent toward the weaknesses
124 VII | you did not make love to a little sugar plum like that? I
125 VII | say in the same strain. Little mother was weeping more
126 VII | his wife, and gave it a little tap as though to unite them
127 VII | off, while the priest and little mother talked in a low tone.~
128 VII | lifetime.”~The curé rose, shook little mother’s hand, saying: “
129 VIII| knowing why, replied: “The little comtesse is charming, I
130 VIII| Brisevilles’. The husband seems a little rough. He cares for nothing
131 VIII| sufferings presently abated a little, but she was filled with
132 VIII| room was full of people. Little mother, buried in an armchair,
133 VIII| attention. Presently she heard a little cry and, in spite of her
134 VIII| the window, rocking the little cradle.~The baron and little
135 VIII| little cradle.~The baron and little mother smiled at this excess
136 VIII| commotion. Her absence was as little felt as her presence.~One
137 VIII| Twenty thousand francs?’”~Little mother, whose mirth was
138 VIII| Jeanne’s mirth, gave way to little bursts of laughter till
139 VIII| soon as they quieted down a little Jeanne said: “How strange
140 VIII| not do it until I get a little paper.”~This time the baron
141 VIII| Meanwhile I might take a little turn; it will not be dark
142 VIII| at their departure, for little Paul had become for her
143 IX | they began to descend a little slope into a little valley,
144 IX | descend a little slope into a little valley, the sides of which
145 IX | caused Jeanne to give a little scream. It was the comte,
146 IX | de Fourville kept them a little longer to look at some fishing
147 IX | wish to touch the restless little fists. Then he would walk
148 IX | take together. Jeanne, a little weary of the monotonous
149 IX | the dark foliage in the little wood near Étretat. It was
150 IX | not whither. She had the little white horse, which she sometimes
151 IX | She wandered about the little paths, looking for the spot.~
152 IX | asked: “Are not father and little mother coming this year?”~
153 IX | grateful to him for this little attention that she almost
154 IX | exclaim: “What is the matter, little mother?” And the baroness,
155 IX | Jeanne remembered all the little incidents of her childhood,
156 IX | childhood, the visits of little mother to the “parloir”
157 IX | in which she handed her a little paper bag of cakes, a multitude
158 IX | of cakes, a multitude of little details, little acts, little
159 IX | multitude of little details, little acts, little caresses, words,
160 IX | little details, little acts, little caresses, words, intonations,
161 IX | It was mamma lying there—little mother—Mamma Adelaide who
162 IX | nor sit at dinner opposite little father. She would never
163 IX | Where could one find a little rest and happiness? In another
164 IX | which would give pleasure to little mother in the other world.~
165 IX | from the lower drawer ten little packages of yellow letters,
166 IX | The first began, “My dear little granddaughter,” then again “
167 IX | granddaughter,” then again “My dear little girl,” “My darling,” “My
168 IX | womanhood. They were all full of little insignificant details and
169 IX | words, about a thousand little matters, those simple but
170 IX | past secret heart life of little mother. She looked at her
171 X | destruction of her faith. Little father, after a short stay,
172 X | old dream of seeing two little children around her; a boy
173 X | from his breviary in his little garden planted with fruit
174 X | sit over there, in your little arbor.”~They walked toward
175 X | feelings. I was only joking a little; there is no harm in that
176 X | walking after dinner in little mother’s avenue, he said
177 X | not be of much use.” The little priest replied sharply: “
178 X | from his parsonage, the little valleys where he walked
179 X | weeks, out of politeness.~Little by little, however, she
180 X | of politeness.~Little by little, however, she got into the
181 X | seemed to be waiting.~A little time elapsed and then he
182 X | returned riderless some little time before, that of Julien
183 X | subsequent to the death of “little mother.”~
184 XI | she picked up by degrees. Little father and Aunt Lison never
185 XI | often like a servant by this little tyrant who could scarcely
186 XI | years. Always around the little one, they went into raptures
187 XI | for this purpose they made little notches in the casing of
188 XI | morning and told her that the little fellow should no longer
189 XI | you are right perhaps, little father. I was foolish, but
190 XI | arranging his clothes in his little wardrobe. As it did not
191 XI | recognized him, her Poulet, her little Poulet of former days. She
192 XI | this was her son, her poor little boy who had helped her to
193 XI | tell you. Your son needed a little money, and as I knew that
194 XI | compromised” without this little service that he had rendered
195 XI | her last breath: “My poor little Jeanne, I will ask God to
196 XII | her feet as she walked, as little mother had formerly done,
197 XII | and also bought herself a little cottage in the neighborhood
198 XII | alone until evening, in little mother’s avenue, with a
199 XII | to move, which brought a little variety into her very dreary
200 XII | that she had loved as a little child; the fox and the stork,
201 XII | she had handled, those old little insignificant articles that
202 XII | the other of them with a little pang, saying: “Why, it was
203 XII | wedding. Ah! there is mother’s little lantern and a cane that
204 XII | lantern and a cane that little father broke in trying to
205 XII | Jeanne having provided a little income for them. They had
206 XII | of tears.~When she was a little calmer she was so weak that
207 XIII| the carriage stopped at a little brick house built in the
208 XIII| which was divided into little beds of vegetables separated
209 XIII| above, next to the loft. The little house, furnished with care,
210 XIII| an upholsterer. She had a little thrill of pleasure at receiving
211 XIII| be there with father and little mother, and sometimes even
212 XIII| maid. I am now living in a little house on the main road.
213 XIII| deserted me!~“Oh, come back, my little Poulet—come and embrace
214 XIII| heart. Sitting down at a little table she sent for some
215 XIII| longed to return home to her little house at the side of the
216 XIV | and she recalled all the little details, all the little
217 XIV | little details, all the little incidents, the faces she
218 XIV | lips murmured: “Poulet, my little Poulet,” as though she were
219 XIV | bowl of café au lait on the little stand beside her bed, she
220 XIV | Poulet’s ladder.”~All the little notches were there showing
221 XIV | s writing, then hers, a little smaller, and then Aunt Lison’
222 XIV | before her, leaning his little forehead against the door
223 XIV | after giving birth to a little girl three days ago, and
224 XIV | I am going to fetch the little one, madame. We cannot leave
225 XIV | Paul must marry her for the little one’s sake later on.”~Jeanne,
226 XIV | married and here is the little girl.” And she held out
227 XIV | it was the warmth of the little being who was asleep on
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