Chapter

 1 I   |  scruple! He recalled the two years spent in Africa, and the
 2 I   |       my return to Paris four years ago.”~“But you look well.”~
 3 I   |       good spirits. But three years of life in Paris had made
 4 I   | number more than twenty-seven years.~Forestier asked: “Where
 5 II  |     the officers after thirty years of colonial service.~“In
 6 III |   catastrophe of the terrible years—” Here he stopped short,
 7 V   |     as if I had known you ten years. We shall undoubtedly become
 8 V   |  known one another for twenty years. A ring caused them to start;
 9 VI  |      as comical. She is sixty years old, has false curls and
10 VI  |      you will be too in a few years. While one is climbing the
11 VI  |    over for days, months, and years, and you will see life from
12 VII |     Dame Aubert, who is sixty years old at least; she told me~
13 VIII|    spoken to him. For several years he had lived, eaten, laughed,
14 VIII|   Life lasted a few months or years, and then fled! One was
15 VIII|      the men who live several years, of the worlds which last
16 VIII|    lament when he had so many years still before him? He glanced
17 IX  |     when Madeleine was twelve years old. A stranger had had
18 X   |     known one another for ten years. Madeleine, whose face was
19 XII |      is twenty or twenty-five years. It is the first time I
20 XIII|      They had not met for ten years.”~“Had he other relatives?”~“
21 XIV |      the same nature made two years ago in the name of Mme.
22 XV  |       which furnishes one for years with food for thought.~Du