Chapter

 1 Int|      stream, water spiders, or white butterflies, dragon flies,
 2 Int| awaited him. He took it to the white cities of the Genoese Gulf,
 3 I  | farmhouse and castle, built of white stone which had turned gray,
 4 I  |      ended abruptly in a steep white cliff three hundred feet
 5 II |    flight of a swallow, or the white silhouette of a seabird.~
 6 III|   sails were coming out of the white harbor of Fécamp, and ahead
 7 III|    them; while a sharp-pointed white rock rose in front of the
 8 III|      by another boy in red and white, who bore a chalice containing
 9 III|    three old cantors, in their white surplices, with a serious
10 III|       the shingle. And the big white gulls, with their wings
11 V  |    suddenly appeared perfectly white at the end of the gulf,
12 V  |     arm, and showing her firm, white skin with the scratch of
13 VI |      awaiting them outside the white gate with brick supports.
14 VI |         covered with trails of white foam.~Jeanne dressed herself
15 VI |        and the Martins a small white animal with long, unclipped
16 VI |        horses, saying that the white one was the son of the yellow
17 VI |      at the end of which was a white, closed gate. Marius ran
18 VI |     candelabra were wrapped in white muslin. An atmosphere of
19 VII|        trees next morning were white with icy foam.~On one of
20 VII|     mind, and she ran along as white as the snow.~She followed
21 VII|        were holes in it, great white empty places where events
22 IX |    whither. She had the little white horse, which she sometimes
23 X  |     repeated, shaking his long white locks: “They are not human;
24 X  |       low and carried away big white birds that looked like specks
25 XI |     gray, now turned perfectly white. She asked in her innocence
26 XIV|       house, she saw something white under the door. It was a
27 XIV|    however, she saw a cloud of white smoke and gradually it drew
28 XIV|     Rosalie carrying a sort of white bundle in her arms.~She