Chapter

 1 Int |     visit unknown races. He has lost his magnificent serenity....~* * * * *~
 2 II  |      her arms crossed, her eyes lost in the profound blue of
 3 III | unceremonious. The crucifix had lost its dignity in the hands
 4 IV  |       impatience, but enfolded, lost in a delicious affection,
 5 IV  |          for she seemed to have lost her head, but she felt a
 6 VI  |        gentleman farmer, he had lost his polish and elegance
 7 VII | romances of her girlhood and be lost in some enchanting adventure.
 8 VII |          Her rounded cheeks had lost their color, and were now
 9 VII |   longing to see him before she lost consciousness.~By the light
10 VIII| thousand francs! Why, they have lost their heads! Twenty thousand
11 IX  |      eyes. One sometimes mourns lost illusions as deeply as one
12 IX  |       right of the gate; mother lost her prayerbook on the way
13 X   |          the other day I nearly lost my son! What would have
14 X   |       sadness; she felt herself lost in life, far away from everyone.~“
15 XI  |    letter:~“My Poor Mamma: I am lost. There is nothing left for
16 XI  |         me to do anything. I am lost. I repeat that I would rather
17 XIII|     lonely, more deserted, more lost than ever. She went out
18 XIII|        so. She would surely get lost. She went to bed, but the
19 XIII|      way again, and finally got lost completely.~Half crazy,
20 XIII|       this bustling crowd, more lost, more wretched than in the
21 XIV |         the carriage.~When they lost sight of the château behind