Chapter

 1 I   | dried his wings.~Evening was approaching. Everyone in the carriage
 2 III |       and the sun was slowly approaching the horizon. The lulling
 3 IV  |     bed, aunt,” said Jeanne, approaching her.~Her aunt turned her
 4 VI  |    sad at the thought of the approaching separation. As they passed
 5 VIII| uneasy, and busied about the approaching event, held her other hand,
 6 IX  |      of the horizon.~Julien, approaching Jeanne slowly, murmured
 7 IX  |     length Julien arose, and approaching Jeanne, said: “Would you
 8 X   |       When he saw the priest approaching, he moved away so as not
 9 XIII|   would a person.~Winter was approaching, and Jeanne felt herself
10 XIII|      paying attention to the approaching vehicles, and being sworn