Chapter

 1 Int | Maupassant, like Flaubert, was a Norman, through his mother, and
 2 Int |       Sundays in winter when the Norman rain drowned the sound of
 3 Int | unmorality.~He was undoubtedly a Norman, and, according to those
 4 I   |    strapping as a boy. She was a Norman woman of the country of
 5 I   |       one of those high and vast Norman residences that comprise
 6 III |   Coutelier, a sort of leader of Norman aristocracy, Vicomte and
 7 IV  |      long, contrary to the usual Norman custom. A sort of embarrassment
 8 VI  |         was in demand at all the Norman castles in turn to make
 9 VII |       baker to make her a little Norman “galette” for breakfast,
10 VIII|       awkwardly, mounted his big Norman steed. As they disappeared
11 VIII|          once became uneasy, his Norman caution being on the alert.
12 VIII|       rival terrified the crafty Norman. He suddenly made up his
13 XI  |           a sort of queen of the Norman nobility, the marquise ruled