Chapter

 1 Int |      become literary.~He is as big as a tree. The author of “
 2 I   |     two children, carrying the big fish between them, Jeanne
 3 III |        on the shingle. And the big white gulls, with their
 4 V   |      astride a donkey about as big as a dog. They all carried
 5 V   |       and rolled as far as the big chestnut tree over yonder.~“
 6 VI  |       the Couillards brought a big yellow horse, and the Martins
 7 VII |   pocket: “Little streams make big rivers.”~On certain days
 8 VII |  recollection of anything.~The big man said: “Why, she has
 9 VII |        began to weep. Then the big man resumed: “Come, be calm,
10 VIII|      of unknown misfortunes.~A big woman, big as a house, had
11 VIII|      misfortunes.~A big woman, big as a house, had taken Rosalie’
12 VIII|  bowing awkwardly, mounted his big Norman steed. As they disappeared
13 IX  |      his face and talking in a big voice. She heard someone
14 IX  |     eyes when she laughed, the big sigh she gave when she sat
15 X   |      waves overspread the sea, big black clouds were scudding
16 X   |     crops low and carried away big white birds that looked
17 XI  |   loved you too well?” And the big boy, in surprise, promised
18 XI  |       was twenty.~He was now a big, fair young man, with downy
19 XI  |        the lettuce, this great big bearded youth who had a
20 XII | carried him into the house. As big as a barrel, he could scarcely
21 XII |     her, wrapped her up with a big cloak, and holding an umbrella
22 XII |    wiping off the mud with his big handkerchief.~All at once
23 XIII|       so greatly, the sea, her big neighbor for twenty-five
24 XIII|       very possible,” said the big woman, “but I do not know