Part, Chapter
1 I, I | worse!”~Their lips met.~He took her parasol and divested
2 I, I | anyone but you, Any.”~She took him by the arm, and turning
3 I, I | order to remove one she took it by the upper edge and
4 I, I | mamma, isn’t it?”~The artist took her in his arms to kiss
5 I, I | him for the pleasure she took in the sittings. He pleased
6 I, I | evening. Then the Countess took her little daughter on her
7 I, I | he saw her, doubted, then took his opera-glass, recognized
8 I, I | finishing that portrait.”~He took up his palette and began
9 I, I | soon as she had gone, he took his hat and topcoat and
10 I, I | drew close to him again, took possession of him as of
11 I, II | the daring things which he took delight in uttering. He
12 I, II | But Madame de Mortemain took offense, forgetting in her
13 I, II | framed in white and gold, took on under the light of the
14 I, II | in an undertone.~Everyone took leave at an early hour,
15 I, III| workmanship on the back. Bertin took it up and looked at his
16 I, III| He thought, as his glance took in a thousand amusing things: “
17 I, III| over the globes.~Bertin took a very low seat, a dwarf
18 I, III| almost at her feet.~“You took a long walk with Nane this
19 I, III| brief silence. The Countess took up her work again. Presently
20 I, III| Bertin.~“Why, pray?”~“He took you away from me a little.”~“
21 I, IV | dazzling whiteness.~As Bertin took leave of the ladies at the
22 I, IV | similar. Olivier, who usually took a lively share in these
23 I, IV | attacks of advancing age, took on a new allurement. In
24 I, IV | began to be wrinkled and took on a yellowish tint which
25 II, I | by a persistent idea, he took Guilleroy into his confidence
26 II, II | bound, the heavy animal took fright, and first raising
27 II, II | from those folds which it took so long to open would come
28 II, II | she darted away again, he took the Countess’s hand and
29 II, III| moment of entering one, she took delight in thinking of all
30 II, III| thought set in; the voices took on a more cheerful tone,
31 II, III| dissipated.~Then Bertin rose, took Annette by the hand, led
32 II, III| friends, however, discreetly took their leave early, for,
33 II, III| country reappeared. They took a more distinct form; she
34 II, III| cool air of the vast nave, took a chair and sat down.~She
35 II, III| slowing raising her hands, she took the hands of the painter
36 II, IV | drawing-room.~The Countess took from her work-table a little
37 II, IV | Mehul, the Countess rose, took her place, and awakened
38 II, IV | street a desire to wander took possession of him, for whenever
39 II, IV | Musset, the poet of youth. He took the volume and carried it
40 II, IV | paths of distraction that he took led him back to the same
41 II, IV | Paris.~All his resolutions took flight, and without struggling
42 II, IV | without struggling longer he took his hat and went out, rejoiced
43 II, IV | necessary to choose four. This took a long time. The two women
44 II, V | long to hold Olivier now took with her a new form, shrewder,
45 II, V | closet where he kept it he took the copy of the Countess’
46 II, VI | which we listen.~Olivier took a seat at the back of the
47 II, VI | of Annette, for all that took a little of her away from
48 II, VI | Duchess, while the Marquis took Annette’s. They descended
49 II, VI | still speak of her.~So he took his arm.~“You are not going
50 II, VI | the newspapers.~Olivier took up the Figaro and opened
51 II, VI | nothing to her any more.”~He took two steps toward the journal,
52 II, VI | unthinking, movement he took the copy, closed it, folded
53 II, VI | home declared to me that he took him in at a pharmacy of
54 II, VI | close to the bed, and again took the hand on the coverlet.~“
55 II, VI | Burn them, quick!”~Then she took two handfuls, holding them
56 II, VI | down again beside the bed, took his hand, and waited. He
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