Chapter

 1 I  |      was in the night air. The odor of jasmine rose from the
 2 II |     blossoms, the strong sweet odor of which intoxicated her
 3 III|    which emitted an appetizing odor.~The Vicomte de Lamare appeared
 4 V  |      drank in with delight the odor of the salt mist that seemed
 5 V  |       Do you perceive it, that odor?”~She certainly noticed
 6 V  |  noticed a strong and peculiar odor of plants, a wild aromatic
 7 V  |        plants, a wild aromatic odor.~“That is Corsica that sends
 8 V  |   captain. “It is her peculiar odor of a pretty woman. After
 9 V  |       always, it seems, of the odor of his native country. He
10 V  |       their hands.~The pungent odor of the aromatic herbs with
11 VI |        beside the farmyards an odor of crushed apples, that
12 VII| invisible sea exhaled the salt odor of its wrack at low tide.~