Chapter

 1 I   |        ready to step in when the baroness came downstairs, supported
 2 I   |     complaining continually. The baroness, gasping from over-exertion,
 3 I   |     moisture like the earth.~The baroness leaned her head against
 4 I   |      steam.~Little by little the baroness fell asleep, and presently
 5 I   |         practically to carry the baroness, who was groaning and continually
 6 I   |        the meal was over, as the baroness had decided that she would
 7 II  |         his expeditions, and the baroness in her turn told how many
 8 II  |      describe the ailment of the baroness. The baron would say “my
 9 II  |   souvenirs,” which meant to the baroness all her old private and
10 II  |       last.~One afternoon as the baroness and Jeanne were resting
11 II  |          the village priest. The baroness seldom went to church, though
12 II  |          Vicomte de Lamare.” The baroness, who was at home in heraldry,
13 II  |      last year.” After this, the baroness, who loved the nobility
14 III |         The following Sunday the baroness and Jeanne went to mass,
15 III |         How fortunate! Allow me, baroness and Mlle. Jeanne, to present
16 III |    consulted and agreed with the baroness, who differed from her husband.~
17 III |        an intimate friend of the baroness’s father, M. Cultaux, and
18 III |        and cordial farewell. The baroness was delighted with him,
19 III |      afternoon, went to join the baroness in “her avenue,” and offered
20 III |         a cup of bouillon to the baroness to sustain her strength,
21 III |        sailors and peasants. The baroness in the middle, with a priest
22 III |         side of the château. The baroness began to take her exercise,
23 IV  |         beside them, he took the baroness’ hand and kissed her fingers,
24 IV  |          dusty footprints of the baroness.~Once the matter was decided,
25 IV  |       death of their father, the baroness wished to keep her sister
26 IV  | benevolence.~Sometimes, when the baroness talked of far away things
27 IV  |       continually presenting the baroness with handkerchiefs she had
28 IV  |          quiet drawing-room. The baroness and her husband were playing
29 IV  |       not think of going in. The baroness grew tired, and wishing
30 IV  |      father gave his hand to the baroness, weary himself from the
31 IV  |         start in terror, and the baroness to scream; it was a rifle
32 V   |         and without sadness. The baroness alone seemed tearful. As
33 VI  |     sketches of quarterings. The baroness, all upset as soon as these
34 VI  |    Notwithstanding the cold, the baroness had her chair brought out
35 VI  |        one at either side of the baroness, exclaiming: “My! it requires
36 VI  |          painted escutcheon.~The baroness came down leaning on her
37 VI  |         how funny he looks!”~The baroness, looking out of the carriage
38 VI  |         chuckling, told that the baroness was choking. Presently there
39 VI  |          hurriedly dressing. The baroness, who was chilled, sneezed
40 VI  |         their voices hoarse. The baroness was coughing now and had
41 VI  |         Jeanne the wife. But the baroness, a little touchy in these
42 VI  |          father began again. The baroness could not forbear smiling
43 VI  |      Father—oh, father!” And the baroness, wild with indignation,
44 VI  |   distinctly the thumping of the baroness’ heart.~At dinner Julien
45 VII |         pocket a letter from the baroness asking them to send the
46 VII |         resumed: “Come, be calm, baroness; I can ensure her recovery
47 VII |     found herself alone with the baroness and called to her in a low
48 VII |           it seemed strange. The baroness seized her hands: “My daughter,
49 VII |          off the cliff.”~But the baroness reiterated, “Yes, darling,
50 VII |      live as we used to do.”~The baroness, whom the doctor had warned
51 VII |       will soon understand.”~The baroness left the room and presently
52 VII |       ever, and puffing like the baroness. He sat down in an arm-chair
53 VII |       plaid handkerchief. “Well, baroness, I do not think we grow
54 VII |           madame,” bowing to the baroness.~The door at the end of
55 VII |           Yes, madame.”~Then the baroness suddenly began to cry in
56 VII |       sobs of Rosalie and of the baroness.~Jeanne, quite overcome,
57 VII |         snuff, seated beside the baroness still in tears, and endeavoring
58 VII |        not been above blame?~The baroness, still struggling with her
59 VII |        to be scarcely alive.~The baroness, who seemed incapable of
60 VII |          his ideas, to which the baroness assented by nodding her
61 VII |      enough to choose from.”~The baroness was smiling now, quite happy,
62 VIII|          place and supported the baroness in her monotonous walks
63 VIII|       idle remarks, he asked the baroness and her husband to grant
64 VIII|        for fifteen hundred.”~The baroness, who was buried in her easy
65 IX  |          and almost fainted. The baroness, in six months, had aged
66 IX  |         is no longer young.”~The baroness was not able to walk any
67 IX  |          little mother?” And the baroness, sighing deeply, would reply: “
68 IX  |           they tried to lift the baroness, but after an attempt were
69 IX  |          whose wife had been the baroness’ dearest friend.~Then a
70 X   |       were the footprints of the baroness, which were vanishing as
71 X   |    baptized Paul, and buried the baroness. She could not imagine Étouvent
72 X   |        walked together along the baroness’ avenue, talking of Christ