Chapter

 1 Int |       deepest sympathy for the weak, for the victims of the
 2 Int |    despising thought, it is so weak; and form, it is so imperfect.
 3 Int | precision of thought, and such weak argument. He wrote the least
 4 I   |     continually repeating in a weak little voice, “Oh, my God,
 5 VII |     madame”; but her voice was weak and trembling.~Jeanne’s
 6 VII |      helped, my girl. You were weak, but that happens to many
 7 VII |    aching, but quiet. She felt weak, very weak. She opened her
 8 VII |     quiet. She felt weak, very weak. She opened her eyes and
 9 VII |      down, her limbs being too weak to support her.~Julien sprang
10 VII |        them all, quietly, in a weak voice, but clearly; all
11 X   |      feeling herself small and weak in presence of this priest,
12 XII | resigned and obeyed passively. Weak and dragging her feet as
13 XII |       little calmer she was so weak that she could not stand
14 XIII|       embarrassed, even timid, weak and disturbed at trifles.
15 XIII| scarcely carry her, she was so weak and distressed.~She wanted
16 XIV |       her knees seemed to grow weak and she was afraid of falling.~