Part,  Chapter

 1    I,  I  |     lost in the distant sky, he tried to think of a new subject
 2    I,  I  |         newly begun sketch, and tried, according to the artist’
 3    I,  I  |     when he became profound she tried to follow his discourse,
 4    I,  I  |         crisis had arrived, she tried to stop him, but he listened
 5    I,  I  |        himself on his knees and tried to take her hands, but she
 6    I,  I  |       wounded was his heart.~He tried to talk to her; she barely
 7    I,  I  |     adoration and flattery! She tried to charm his eye with elegance,
 8    I,  II |           The Duchess, furious, tried to make her swallow some
 9    I,  III|          indeed.”~“Of what?”~He tried to confess her as to her
10    I,  III|        depths of his memory.~He tried to guess the reasons of
11    I,  III|  embarrassed, defended himself, tried to explain and to excuse
12    I,  IV | theorist of which he was proud, tried to urge himself to take
13   II,  I  |   solitude, spoke of Roncieres, tried to capture from this man,
14   II,  II |         her breathless, and she tried to guess what this hurried
15   II,  II |       herself to feel consoled, tried to amuse herself and to
16   II,  II |       sensuous delight. He even tried to mingle them in his heart,
17   II,  II |       by masculine instinct, he tried gentler means, and, not
18   II,  II |         to win her attention he tried to purchase it by tempting
19   II,  II |        to Paris.”~She no longer tried to leave him, attracted
20   II,  II |        of the jewel she already tried to see, to imagine.~“Does
21   II,  IV |      shameful family secret. He tried to sound his heart, to see
22   II,  IV |      the frank question that he tried to answer sincerely. It
23   II,  IV |        to light his tobacco. He tried in vain to work. His hand,
24   II,  IV |     whatever he did, whether he tried to paint or to walk, whether
25   II,  V  |       tone and gesture they had tried to produce. Every time he
26   II,  V  |        no!” he exclaimed, as he tried to make her rise. “I swear
27   II,  V  |    front of it, gazed at it. He tried to see her again, to find
28   II,  V  |    being, and was terrified. He tried to understand how and why
29   II,  V  |       obsession. She struggled, tried to amuse herself, to have
30   II,  V  |         glass upon the desk and tried to resume her work; but
31   II,  VI |        own is full of life!”~He tried to speak but could not,
32   II,  VI |     palpitating with horror.~He tried to smile, to reassure her,
33   II,  VI |        under that carriage?”~He tried to smile still, saying: “
34   II,  VI |      bit of white paper.~He had tried to turn his head on the
35   II,  VI |         sad tete-a-tete.~As she tried to draw her hand from Olivier’