Part,  Chapter

 1    I,  I  |        portraits of women I shall close your studio. I know only
 2    I,  I  |          experienced, as she drew close to him again, took possession
 3    I,  III|   accustomed armchair, and seated close beside her now he smoothed
 4    I,  III|       inexpressible necessity for close intimacy. He had believed,
 5    I,  IV |    regarded her with the eye of a close observer, adding: “The lines
 6    I,  IV |           better.”~Bertin pressed close to her, loving her and thanking
 7    I,  IV |      large doors. The tables, set close together and filled with
 8    I,  IV |           XV tapestries. He would close his eyes and beg them to
 9   II,  II |         check in time, bounced so close to one cow that, in order
10   II,  II |     entered quickly.~“Here, stand close beside your mother.”~She
11   II,  II |           in the quiet air of the close of day the calls of human
12   II,  II |      bitterness.~She was about to close the window, that she might
13   II,  III| intoxicate you and move you. Then close the book, raise your eyes,
14   II,  V  |       love with her, seeing us so close together.”~He, too, brought
15   II,  V  |        like this.”~He pressed her close to him, asking:~“Why should
16   II,  V  |            Now it was his turn to close her sad lips with his fingers,
17   II,  V  |             He arose, clasped her close, kissing her half-open lips,
18   II,  V  |        and now he could no longer close it. Another love had entered,
19   II,  VI |           seized her, clasped her close in both arms, and pressing
20   II,  VI |            Then, with her face so close to his that she seemed to
21   II,  VI |          herself in the armchair, close to the bed, and again took