Chapter

 1 I  |       cigars in their mouths, in evening dress and overcoats on their
 2 I  |      dethroned king, tossed some evening into her mother’s arms,
 3 I  |   borrowing a title, even for an evening, even among those people.
 4 I  |      friend, Baron Saval.”~“Good evening, Monsieur. Are you always
 5 II |         beneath the foliage.~The evening fell, one of those calm
 6 II |      just what I shall be in the evening. Perhaps it is our dreams
 7 II |            You are adorable this evening, Mam’zelle,” said he, “I
 8 II |       sleepy tranquillity of the evening captured heart, body, and
 9 III|          even come often, in the evening, to the Marquise’s house.
10 III|         She pondered almost till evening what she should do, wondering
11 III|     because I told you the other evening.”~Madame Obardi gave it
12 III|      going to keep you both this evening. To-morrow we shall breakfast
13 III|      breath of air stirring. The evening meal was silent, too. An
14 III|           and the silence of the evening deeper.~Yvette rose. “I
15 III|          serial story, begun the evening before.~She said to herself: “
16 IV | chloroform. She came back in the evening with her pockets full of
17 IV |      herself not to think of the evening, the chosen hour, when they
18 IV |      Sunday, nine o’clock in the evening.~“I die so that I may not
19 IV |       the healthful savor of the evening breeze.~She drank in this