Chapter

 1 Int |       and a celebrated oculist spoke of abnormality, asymetry
 2 I   |       the mist of rain. No one spoke. Their minds themselves
 3 III |    light, space, water.~No one spoke. Père Lastique, who was
 4 III |      Jeanne with emotion.~They spoke in low tones as one does
 5 VI  |     lasted a long time. No one spoke much. Julien appeared to
 6 VI  |       attention to her or even spoke to her. All trace of love
 7 VI  |     ceased at once, and no one spoke. Jeanne, now ready to cry,
 8 VII |        Julien, however, hardly spoke to his wife, as though he
 9 VIII|    mother, and the baron.”~She spoke with perfect ease, familiar
10 VIII|     name and our position.”~He spoke in a severe tone like a
11 VIII|       way. When M’sieu le Curé spoke to me, I was ready at once,
12 IX  |   always to be on stilts. They spoke without waiting for an answer,
13 IX  |       hearts. The others often spoke in a low tone, sometimes
14 IX  |      trying to console her. He spoke of the defunct, praised
15 IX  |      baron called, whenever he spoke of him, “My poor old Paul,”
16 X   |       Tolbiac called again. He spoke of reforms which he intended
17 X   |     not to understand. Then he spoke out clearly.~She faltered: “
18 XI  |    When he met Jeanne he never spoke. This condition of affairs
19 XI  | century.~One evening the baron spoke of college, and Jeanne at
20 XI  |         mamma.”~Then the baron spoke up loud and decidedly: “
21 XI  |    madly in love with him. She spoke of a voyage to England,
22 XIII|      she absolutely needed. He spoke at length about moderate