Chapter

 1 IV   |     will tell him it will be ready to-morrow. If you think
 2 IV   |      Saint-Potin rose: “I am ready,” said he.~Forestier turned
 3 VII  |     he was not, since he was ready to fight. Still he felt
 4 VII  |      in a low voice: “All is ready. Fortune has favored us
 5 VII  |     came from afar: “Are you ready, sirs?”~Georges cried: “
 6 VIII |   the villa. Your chamber is ready. He might die any moment,
 7 IX   |     fist: “Come, the soup is ready.”~They re-entered the large
 8 IX   | Madeleine rose early and was ready to leave at daybreak. When
 9 XIII |      replied: “But I have no ready money.”~She raised her eyes
10 XIII |     and gasped in her anger, ready to cry:~“She loves you and
11 XIV  | wishes, expresses himself as ready to respect them if he be
12 XIV  |      him: “As you will. I am ready.”~He seemed to hesitate
13 XV   |      go through with it. Get ready quickly.”~“I shall be ready
14 XV   |  ready quickly.”~“I shall be ready in fifteen minutes,” she
15 XVI  |      the minister, who stood ready, coat upon arm, hat in hand,
16 XVIII|     the janitor when you are ready. I will not await your pleasure.”~
17 XVIII|   she dragged herself along, ready to faint at every step.