Chapter

 1 I   |          been led by an inordinate love of seafaring and fishing
 2 I   |            sneeringly:~“Are you in love, then?”~And the other, much
 3 I   |            that a man should be in love because he does not care
 4 II  |     Rosemilly. And yet I am not in love myself with that priggish
 5 III |          drink nothing, never make love or enjoy yourself; it all
 6 IV  | tradespeople if he had not been in love with the wife? He was a
 7 IV  |            mother.” And a surge of love and emotion, of repentance,
 8 IV  |           which fills the place of love, and even of regard, by
 9 IV  |            that a woman should not love? That a young and pretty
10 IV  |          this man had had no other love, since he had remained faithful
11 V   |          the child of a stranger’s love?~And how calm and serene
12 V   |            like a thunderbolt, the love passes away like a storm,
13 V   |        between them. This paternal love, this filial love, were
14 V   |         paternal love, this filial love, were the outcome of a lie—
15 V   |           others promised them for love. All these women thought
16 V   |      mother—for he could no longer love her now that he could not
17 V   |        pious respect which a son’s love demands; no brother—since
18 V   |       coarse man whom he could not love in spite of himself.~And
19 V   |        than toward his father.~The love of man and wife is a voluntary
20 VI  |          with whom he had had some love passages, and he said:~“
21 VI  |            that he could no longer love her nor respect her, that
22 VI  |            brutal conduct, and his love of peace prompted him to
23 VI  |        felt himself overpowered by love and insurgent with passion,
24 VI  |           have not lost my wits. I love you, and at last I dare
25 VI  |          made up your mind to make love to me to-day I must naturally
26 VI  |         whole coquettish comedy of love chequered by prawn-fishing
27 VII |   decoration with all her mother’s love. The hangings were of Rouen
28 VII |          much the worse for you. I love the woman; you know it,
29 VII |         weakness and a son full of love. He remembered nothing of
30 VII |          quit this spot, mother. I love you and I will keep you!
31 VII |           I will keep you always—I love you and you are mine.”~She
32 VII |           you two?”~“Yes, I should love you so much that you would
33 VII |            embrace. He went on:~“I love you more than you think—
34 VII |            have no regrets; that I love him still even in death;
35 VII |         death; that I shall always love him and never loved any
36 VII |            remembered you. I shall love him to my latest breath,
37 VII |         never will deny him, and I love you because you are his
38 VII |            sometimes; and you must love him a little and we must
39 VIII|            in the purity of filial love, in the secret dignity which
40 VIII| instinctive tendency, a congenital love of peace, and of an easy