Chapter

 1 Int |     spring, every free day, he ran down to the river whose
 2 I   |       to arrange her hair.~She ran to her father and embraced
 3 V   |    this wild country.~The road ran along the gulf and soon
 4 V   |    along quietly. The road now ran between two interminable
 5 VI  |     put on a dressing gown and ran to the window and opened
 6 VI  |     white, closed gate. Marius ran to open it, and they drove
 7 VII |     and almost distracted, she ran to the head of the stairs,
 8 VII |     away from her mistress and ran off as if she were mad.~
 9 VII |     some unknown fear, and she ran away twice when Jeanne tried
10 VII |   again and went down.~She now ran along in the darkness, at
11 VII |       darted into the kitchen, ran round it twice like a trapped
12 VII |   emotion of her mind, and she ran along as white as the snow.~
13 VII |    mouse, a little gray mouse, ran quickly across the sheet.
14 VII | followed it, then a third, who ran toward her chest with his
15 VII |     They climbed the bedposts, ran up the tapestries, covered
16 VII |      Did Julien tell you why I ran away in the snow?”~“Yes,
17 VII |    gave me the fever and why I ran away?”~“No, my dearie.”~“
18 VII |       doing, for sorrow, and I ran out into the snow to throw
19 VIII|       Julien, greatly excited, ran up to Jeanne’s room. “Quick,
20 VIII|    baron, his hands trembling, ran hither and thither, carrying
21 IX  |       soon as she got home she ran to her son, carried him
22 IX  |  across the snow, she rose and ran to the window to drink in
23 IX  |      some venomous reptile and ran to the window and began
24 X   |   misfortune had happened.~She ran downstairs to meet him,
25 X   |   going toward the sea.~Jeanne ran after him, calling him,
26 X   |      of the accident.~They all ran to look at it and raised
27 X   |  rolling down the steep slope, ran off at full speed through
28 X   | through the blinding storm. He ran in this way for several
29 XI  |        by the abbé. The letter ran:~“My Dear Mamma: Do not
30 XI  |        written to her! And she ran, weeping for joy, to show
31 XII |       and, getting down, Denis ran to fetch the dog, while
32 XIII|       as the man had gone, she ran to put on her hat, so as
33 XIII|           Nothing at all; they ran off to escape their debts,