Part,  Chapter

 1    I,  I  |          two iron balls, which he held out at the end of his muscular
 2    I,  I  | conception quite original; but he held himself as belonging to
 3    I,  I  |          conquest of her, and had held out his hand toward her
 4    I,  I  |     supplications of Olivier, who held a fold of her skirt.~As
 5    I,  I  |       Bertin’s constancy. Nothing held him but his masculine will,
 6    I,  II |       than anyone else, though he held an opinion differing from
 7    I,  III|    seconds before the front door, held open by another servant,
 8    I,  IV |         as if half the charm that held him there had departed with
 9    I,  IV |          to that which had always held him to this household.~Her
10   II,  II |         was walking between them, held captive between their shoulders,
11   II,  III|     turned upon Annette as Bertin held her by the hand standing
12   II,  III|          hands of the painter and held them; then, as if each word
13   II,  IV |           insignificant furbelows held his attention. In jewelers’
14   II,  IV |        from the narrow slits that held them. He deposited them
15   II,  V  |    opening the boxes, which often held valuable objects, felt again
16   II,  V  |          you lose your head?”~She held him, drawing him toward
17   II,  V  |         often, while walking, she held it open in her hand and
18   II,  VI |         suffer terribly.~He still held Musadieu by the arm, and
19   II,  VI |  cab-driver in an oilskin cap. He held a paper in his hand, which
20   II,  VI |       from his hand the letter he held out and read:~“MONSIEUR:
21   II,  VI |           low to the Countess and held out his hand to the Count.~