Chapter

 1 II |        dear.”~The Marquise seemed happy, very happy. All in black,
 2 II |       Marquise seemed happy, very happy. All in black, richly dressed
 3 II |      thank you.”~She replied with happy grace: “In love with you,
 4 II |       word: “Yes, as long as I am happy.”~As it was too dark to
 5 II |         nothing at all. I am very happy!”~“Then you don’t love me?”~“
 6 II |           cafe.~Yvette, radiantly happy, taking Servigny’s arm,
 7 II | intoxicated, maddened, infinitely happy. She imagined each time
 8 II |     established between them, but happy at being relieved of this
 9 III|          and serene confidence of happy youth. Why should she have
10 III|           pity over her own case, happy at the bottom of her heart,
11 IV |       taken exercise.~Her mother, happy to see her so hungry, and
12 IV |         thought it? She seemed so happy, so contented! What does
13 IV |         Why should she not lead a happy life? Everything appeared
14 IV |     imperious wish to live, to be happy—no matter how—to be loved,
15 IV |       Just a second more. I am so happy.”~Then after a silence,