Chapter

 1 I  |        lips, a trifle too red, open as the words rippled forth.~
 2 I  |  Englishman with his fan-beard open on his breast, the Spaniard
 3 II |  temples throb, and he rose to open the window. A breath of
 4 II |       but one with a being, to open to her all one’s heart and
 5 II |   horizon all pink through his open windows.~Then he shut the
 6 II |       folded and her eyes wide open to the blue sky. He observed,
 7 II | Marquise seated herself at the open window to dream, hearing
 8 II |      leaned on the sill of the open window, facing her mother.~“
 9 III|    leaned upon the sill of the open window, and tears, her first
10 III|       in her room, resolved to open her door to no one.~Without
11 III|    leaves, came in through the open window.~Yvette rose, took
12 III|      herself upon the bed with open arms, she also began to
13 IV |  balcony window, which is wide open.”~And soon the maid rapped
14 IV |       once, and leave the door open to make a draft of air.”~
15 IV |     know of this,” and tearing open the envelope, he devoured
16 IV |        me.”~And she decided to open her eyes.~He continued,
17 IV |       daughter, with both arms open, and clasped her frantically,