Chapter

 1 Int |       this revelation, they all rose and, without superfluous
 2 I   |        air. The odor of jasmine rose from the lower windows,
 3 III |        sharp-pointed white rock rose in front of the first arch.
 4 III |        take a walk. The vicomte rose, but the baron preferred
 5 III |    ceremony was over. The women rose. The return was unceremonious.
 6 IV  | oppressively warm day, the moon rose on one of those clear, mild
 7 IV  |       his wife.~Then Aunt Lison rose in her turn, and leaving
 8 IV  |    mirth.~But the aunt suddenly rose, laying her ball of wool
 9 IV  |  Ganache, I mean Ganache.”~They rose from table and went into
10 V   |     light veil of mist. The sun rose behind it, outlining the
11 VI  |    crumbling of her dreams.~She rose and leaned her forehead
12 VI  |    season all through Normandy, rose to their nostrils, or else
13 VII |       waves over the rocks. She rose to her feet with the idea
14 VII |    twenty, hundreds, thousands, rose up on all sides of her.
15 VII |         as soon as she saw her, rose to a sitting posture, whiter
16 VII |    young lady, be sensible.” He rose, approached the bed and
17 VII |       their lifetime.”~The curé rose, shook little mother’s hand,
18 VIII|         for a while.”~The baron rose to make an end of the matter: “
19 IX  |         the other, out of which rose one of its walls and which
20 IX  |     down in his turn, and as he rose and left the room, he said: “
21 IX  |       fled across the snow, she rose and ran to the window to
22 IX  |         in the other world.~She rose, opened the writing desk
23 X   |     telling one’s griefs. A sob rose in her throat; she opened
24 X   |    elapsed and then he suddenly rose to his feet, covered with
25 XI  |       Him and me.”~The marquise rose. “The priest is the standard
26 XI  |      all by myself?” Her father rose and, sitting down beside
27 XI  |      her, upset her nerves. She rose noiselessly to take another
28 XI  |         and, seeing Jeanne, she rose to her feet suddenly. They
29 XI  |        might have done.~The sun rose while they were still talking.~
30 XIII|         she felt very cold, and rose to go on her way; but her
31 XIV |        never stirred about. She rose at the same hour every day,
32 XIV |     landscapes in that isle now rose before her in the blaze