Chapter

 1 I  |  Servigny grasped his friend’s arm.~“I will pilot you,” said
 2 I  |     bend her head, or lift her arm. “Ah! Muscade, how do you
 3 I  |       prey. Come, give me your arm, and let us find your friend.”~
 4 I  |    Silently he offered her his arm and they went down the long
 5 I  |          Servigny took Saval’s arm and drew him away:~“That
 6 II |     Marquise had taken Saval’s arm, and Yvette, Servigny’s.
 7 II |         Servigny took Yvette’s arm and very gently slipped
 8 II |     him, trying to release the arm crushed between their bodies.
 9 II |       and bare as a dead man’s arm. He proceeded until he was
10 II |   novel or other. She took his arm in a familiar and friendly
11 II |       happy, taking Servigny’s arm, went into the midst of
12 II |      was strolling, on Saval’s arm, in the circular path around
13 III|  Marquise having taken Saval’s arm, he took Yvette’s, and they
14 III|         softly, leaning on his arm, pressed against him.~Yvette
15 III|      went away carrying on her arm, with fastidious precautions,
16 IV |       And as she looked at her arm leaning on the arm of her
17 IV |      at her arm leaning on the arm of her chair, she thought
18 IV |    took Monsieur de Belvigne’s arm and set the pace for the
19 IV |        holding Belvigne by the arm, as a prisoner is led. She
20 IV | gentleman with his wife on his arm said enviously: “There are
21 IV |      She again took Belvigne’s arm, exclaiming in his face: “
22 IV |       you sad?”~And taking her arm he drew her forward. But
23 IV |    taking Madame Obardi by the arm, led her from the room.~