Chapter
1 I | swallowed rapidly; then they rose, and the brunette, nodding
2 II | outlines; her arms and throat rose in, lily-white purity from
3 II | simple, dark robe; a red rose in her black tresses seemed
4 II | miracle!”~The young man rose to take his leave, fearing
5 III | I did not like to.”~She rose.~“It will be delightful
6 IV | his article in print. He rose at daybreak, and was on
7 IV | iron is hot.”~Saint-Potin rose: “I am ready,” said he.~
8 V | struck three; the journalist rose.~“Come often,” said Mme.
9 V | table in the dining-room. He rose: “I cannot sit so near you.
10 V | twenty minutes of three he rose to go to the office; at
11 VI | s plain daughter, Mlle. Rose, and Mme. de Marelle. The
12 VI | who signs herself ‘Domino Rose’?”~“Yes, perfectly; Baroness
13 VII | feverish during-the night. He rose early to obtain an issue
14 VII | was still in bed, but he rose when the bell rang, and
15 VII | uneasily. He was thirsty; he rose, he felt restless~“Am I
16 VII | could write no more, he rose with a shudder. It seemed
17 VIII | The next morning Georges rose early and strolled down
18 VIII | shaved every morning. He rose to be shaved, but was obliged
19 VIII | my son?”~The young woman rose and said simply: “Let us
20 VIII | At eleven o’clock they rose and lunched together; while
21 IX | you—how I love you.”~She rose, she was very pale. Duroy
22 IX | tears continued to flow. She rose. Duroy saw that she was
23 IX | being disturbed. Madeleine rose and placed her chair at
24 IX | The next morning Madeleine rose early and was ready to leave
25 XI | hair. Her elder sister, Rose, was plain—one of those
26 XI | is ever paid. Her mother rose, and turning to Georges,
27 XI | de Marelle, in her turn, rose.~“Au revoir, Bel-Ami.”~This
28 XI | would you not prefer her to Rose?”~He replied as he twisted
29 XI | his neck. She, however, rose ceremoniously, bowed coldly,
30 XI | to-morrow at two o’clock.”~He rose to take his leave somewhat
31 XI | breath upon her cheek. He rose suddenly and attempted to
32 XI | sob convulsively. Then he rose, cried:~“Adieu, adieu!”
33 XII | looked so pitiful that he rose without a word and asked
34 XII | head. It was a priest. She rose, ran toward him, and clasping
35 XII | one; whence came it? He rose to examine into it, and
36 XII | awhile. At length Mme. Walter rose, turned, saw him and came
37 XIII | was so delighted that she rose, took his head between her
38 XIII | button and so on. When he rose, he would tear them out
39 XIII | to dinner tomorrow”; she rose abruptly. For a moment she
40 XIII | keep the other one.” She rose.~He attempted to detain
41 XIII | What shall you do?”~She rose; her face was livid; she
42 XIV | without your consent.”~Du Roy rose and said shortly: “I ask
43 XIV | seemed to hesitate again, rose, paced the floor, and avoiding
44 XV | toward him. In a few moments, Rose, whom they teased about
45 XV | alone talked incessantly. Rose seemed preoccupied. The
46 XVI | marriage of the two sisters: Rose was to marry, Dame Rumor
47 XVI | than any of the others.”~He rose and stammering: “Thanks—
48 XVI | shall be free.”~Georges rose.~“I will write the item;
49 XVII | Latour-Ivelin should go, for he and Rose had been betrothed a month.
50 XVII | two days without him?”~She rose tragically: “I will not
51 XVII | and that would end it.~She rose, saying: “I cannot rest
52 XVII | shall not have her!”~Walter rose, took up his lamp, and said: “
53 XVIII| you as an honest man.”~He rose; his lips twitched: “Be
54 XVIII| followed by the relatives: Rose, who had been married six
55 XVIII| the ceremony was over, he rose, and, giving his arm to
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