Chapter

 1 Int|      same enjoyment in certain dreams, certain exaltations of
 2 Int|       to all that he loved, to dreams, to starlit nights, and
 3 I  |         Jeanne, exhausted with dreams and happy visions, was now
 4 I  |     love would hover about her dreams.~It struck eleven and the
 5 IV |  future with all its joys, its dreams of happiness. She felt as
 6 VI |        the future, busied with dreams. The constant excitement
 7 VI |       certain crumbling of her dreams.~She rose and leaned her
 8 VI |        distant lands where her dreams lay buried.~Instead of returning
 9 VII|   snatch her abruptly from her dreams, and she would take up her
10 VII| further back, to that night of dreams when she first came to the “
11 X  |      back, and in her feverish dreams which haunted her she persistently
12 XI |      girl, carried away by her dreams.~Poulet was not very industrious
13 XIV|  fatalist, and having seen her dreams all fade away and her hopes