Chapter

 1 I  |      their return, finding the pretty widow quite at home in the
 2 III|      the Boulevard Francois, a pretty set of rooms; a spacious
 3 III|        monsieur—how are you?”~“Pretty well; and you?”~“I—oh, very
 4 III|     raised her glass, and in a pretty voice, slightly touched
 5 IV |     know your married women; a pretty sort they are! Why, they
 6 IV |    such hypocrites. Oh, yes, a pretty sort, indeed!”~Under any
 7 IV |    might settle at once in the pretty rooms on the Boulevard Francois.~
 8 IV |     have nothing, but nice and pretty all the same. I assure you
 9 IV |    having perhaps observed its pretty mistress. He had bought
10 IV |        who must have been very pretty— as he knew, and it could
11 IV |     not love? That a young and pretty woman, living in Paris,
12 V  |     sands like nosegays, these pretty stuffs, those showy parasols,
13 VI |      race; then it went into a pretty inn yard, and drew up at
14 VI | opportunity; and it would be a pretty scene too, a pretty spot
15 VI |       be a pretty scene too, a pretty spot for love-making—their
16 VI |    over her and murmured: “How pretty you look!”~She answered
17 VI |      rational. He had expected pretty little flirting ways, refusals
18 VII|      greater at their being so pretty.~Jean begged them all to
19 VII|       style that was extremely pretty!~“Oh, how charming!” Mme.
20 IX |     Well,” said he, “this is a pretty way of greeting a friend.”~
21 IX | hurriedly. “Is it you? You are pretty well? But I have not a minute