Chapter

 1 I   |  Seine, which shift at every tide so that even the pilots
 2 I   |   the pier every day at high tide—was also drifting homeward.
 3 II  | coming in with the next high tide. Ships were due from Brazil,
 4 III |   loafed on the pier at high tide, loafed in the streets,
 5 III |   like a warm and comforting tide, bringing pleasure with
 6 IV  |      anchor, waiting for the tide; they made a sweep round
 7 IV  | already at the entrance, the tide having risen.~Pierre turned
 8 V   |     were not to be seen.~The tide was rising, driving the
 9 VI  |     happened it would be low tide at three o’clock, so it
10 VI  |    smell of the rocks at low tide— excited him still more,
11 VI  |    set his heart.~The rising tide drove them back to rejoin
12 VIII|      away in an irresistible tide of pathos, all prejudice,