Chapter

 1 I   |   thrifty and rather sentimental woman of the middle class, with
 2 I   |         only three-and-twenty —a woman of strong intellect who
 3 I   |          resigned and reasonable woman who loves life and respects
 4 I   |      next Tuesday.”~“Are you the woman to be ready to start at
 5 I   |      through it.”~Mme. Roland, a woman of eight-and-forty but who
 6 I   |         restless under the young woman’s indifference, muttered
 7 I   |     tears started to her eyes, a woman’s silent tears, drops of
 8 II  |    little goose, who is just the woman to disgust a man with good
 9 III |        speak on equal terms to a woman when one is suffering.~Then
10 III |       glad he would be to know a woman, a true woman!~He started
11 III |          to know a woman, a true woman!~He started up with a sudden
12 III |      again. He did not like that woman. Why not? She had too much
13 III |   weakness and exhaustion when a woman’s presence, a woman’s kiss,
14 III |       when a woman’s presence, a woman’s kiss, the touch of a hand,
15 III |          smacking of low life. A woman, he told himself, should
16 III |          and right-minded little woman; for the look said: “You
17 III |    compliment, remarked:~“Only a woman ever thinks of these refinements.”
18 IV  |   foundation, about every honest woman? Do they not, whenever they
19 IV  |         be blameless? Whenever a woman who is above imputation
20 IV  |         limited, had certainly a woman’s instinct, scent, and subtle
21 IV  |        Marechal. She was not the woman to have done this if she
22 IV  |         was casting obloquy on a woman. How could he have done
23 IV  | simple-minded, chaste, and loyal woman clearer than water? Could
24 IV  |       shop. How was it that this woman, who must have been very
25 IV  |          it possible then that a woman should not love? That a
26 IV  |          That a young and pretty woman, living in Paris, reading
27 V   |          it possible that such a woman as she, pure of soul and
28 V   |        stupefied curiosity. This woman was his mother! All those
29 V   |          follow their example? A woman does not misconduct herself
30 V   |    betrayal. If he had been that woman’s husband—and not her child—
31 V   |      fetch that portrait, little woman, as you have done your dinner.
32 V   |          her fears and misery. A woman’s eye is keen, a woman’s
33 V   |         A woman’s eye is keen, a woman’s wit is nimble, and her
34 V   |  instincts suspicious. When this woman who was coming in should
35 VI  |        passages, and he said:~“A woman, I suppose.”~“Yes, a woman.”~“
36 VI  |       woman, I suppose.”~“Yes, a woman.”~“Dead?”~“No. Worse. Ruined!”~“
37 VI  |       not do at all, my dear old woman. You must take care of yourself.”
38 VI  |       which he had opened in her woman’s, her mother’s heart, when
39 VI  |          strong and agile little woman. Her dress was loose to
40 VI  |          and was gone. The young woman, who was watching the chase
41 VI  |          how cruel you are! That woman is honesty itself. Your
42 VII |       this irony levelled at the woman he loved and had chosen.~
43 VII |      fury when you saw that this woman liked me best and would
44 VII |        worse for you. I love the woman; you know it, and laugh
45 VIII|   opposite side of the street. A woman, much belated, happened
46 VIII|           In the second the same woman, on her knees on the same
47 VIII|        this new embrace the poor woman’s sick heart swelled with