Chapter

 1 I   |    sport, all the same,” she murmured.~But her husband shook his
 2 I   |     a full beard, smiled and murmured:~“Much the same as Pierre—
 3 I   |     with her eyes half-shut, murmured: “Good heavens, how beautiful
 4 I   |    her deep sobs.~The doctor murmured:~“He was a good fellow,
 5 I   | reminiscences once more. She murmured, as though she were thinking
 6 II  |     stars in the sky. Pierre murmured, almost speaking aloud: “
 7 III |    His mother, deeply moved, murmured: “Well said, my boy.”~But
 8 V   |      see it better; then, he murmured in a pathetic tone:~“Poor
 9 VI  |   You are certainly ill,” he murmured. “You must take something
10 VI  |       Jean bent over her and murmured: “How pretty you look!”~
11 VI  |   not have good fishing.”~He murmured tenderly in reply:~“Of all
12 VI  |   fishing?”~“Forgive me,” he murmured, “but I could not longer
13 VI  | funny to see those two.”~She murmured in a low voice, tremulous
14 VII |   you and you are mine.”~She murmured in a dejected tone:~“No,
15 VII |    when I see him.”~Then she murmured softly in his ear: “Keep
16 VIII|  could not suppress the “No” murmured by his inmost conscience.~
17 VIII|     willing to go away.”~She murmured:~“Poor boy!”~“But why ‘poor
18 IX  |     mother bent her head and murmured:~“I am very glad you have
19 IX  |    the doorway while a voice murmured outside: “That is the doctor’