Chapter

 1 I  |   converging towards the Havre pier, now scarcely visible as
 2 I  |     the crowd which haunts the pier every day at high tide—was
 3 II |     then he turned towards the pier; he had chosen solitude.~
 4 II |    walked on to the end of the pier. He felt better, and glad
 5 III| bed-time?~He had loafed on the pier at high tide, loafed in
 6 IV |    round the nose of the north pier which had sheltered them,
 7 IV |      for land and made for the pier, scudding before the wind
 8 IV |        by, the fog-horn on the pier gave out a fearful sound
 9 IV |      of the light on the south pier, which was, however, scarcely
10 IV |       him, the fog-horn on the pier bellowed out close to him.
11 V  |       of yellow sand, from the pier as far as the Roches Noires,
12 IX |     train had come down to the pier bringing the passengers