Part,  Chapter

 1    I,  I  |       lying upon his divan, blew slowly from a cigarette between
 2    I,  I  | cigarette, then he began to pace slowly to and fro in his studio.
 3    I,  I  |         golden arrows turning so slowly, in order to push the larger
 4    I,  I  |       said to the driver: “Drive slowly, and take me wherever you
 5    I,  I  |        this catastrophe; it beat slowly, softly, after the fall
 6    I,  I  |      from love!~While he painted slowly, he arrived at this conclusion
 7    I,  III|        communicative.~She walked slowly, chatting to Bertin, giving
 8    I,  III|       must go home.”~They walked slowly toward the Boulevard Malesherbes.~
 9    I,  III|    between her hands, kissed him slowly and tenderly on the forehead,
10   II,  I  |  affected, and is recovering too slowly. I must confess that I am
11   II,  II |       she finally raised herself slowly on her four legs, sniffing
12   II,  II |   painter went out again to walk slowly, cigar in mouth, hands clasped
13   II,  III|     central streets, then walked slowly up the Boulevard Malesherbes,
14   II,  III|       one drinks the best wines, slowly, word by word, and let it
15   II,  III|        observation. Then he said slowly:~“But—I hardly know—I was
16   II,  IV |     Malesherbes, and walked more slowly as he approached the dwelling
17   II,  IV |  electric moons. A policeman was slowly strolling along; now and
18   II,  V  |       ages, almost naked, walked slowly about, grave and silent;
19   II,  V  |    Farandal, who was approaching slowly in making the rounds of
20   II,  VI |      whereon the tears continued slowly to roll down.~They looked
21   II,  VI |          as from a wound; it ran slowly toward the flames, leaving