Chapter

 1 I  |   going in. A big ship, isn’t she?”~Then he described
 2 I  | devilish lucky dog! You don’t embrace me!”~Then Jean smiled.
 3 II | brother’s side.~“Lovely—isn’t it?”~“Oh, yes, lovely.”~
 4 II |       Pierre declared.~“Isn’t it?” Marowsko’s old parrot-face
 5 III|       If I were rich wouldn’t I dissect no end of bodies!”~
 6 III|     eyes she said:~“Why don’t you come here oftener? I
 7 III|     a real true friend—wasn’t he, Louise?”~His wife merely
 8 V  |   That portrait—stay; I don’t exactly know—perhaps it
 9 V  |   burned half. Strange, isn’t it, that you should have
10 V  |    of the miniature: “I don’t exactly know —perhaps it
11 VI | have done!”~“But—what—I don’t know.”~“Guess.”~“I cannot.
12 VI |    Guess.”~“I cannot. I don’t know.”~“Well, I have told
13 VII| Save me; do something—I don’t know what. Think of something.
14 IX |   She stammered out: “I don’t know; I cry because I am