Part,  Chapter

 1    I,  I  |      paint.”~“What, pray?”~“I don’t know, you see, since I
 2    I,  I  |      She seated herself.~“Oh, don’t disturb yourself over
 3    I,  II |    have recognized her, and I don’t dare to tutoyer the young
 4    I,  II |      You are very thin.”~“Oh, don’t say that!” exclaimed the
 5    I,  II |   case is a little different. Don’t you think so, Corbelle?”~
 6    I,  III|   lady?” Annette inquired.~“I don’t know,” said Bertin, at
 7    I,  III|   made a moue that signified “Don’t talk about that!” and
 8    I,  III|    boldly upon his energetic, Don Quixote-like face the somewhat
 9    I,  III| exclaimed Landa.~“Such proofs don’t count.”~“They suffice
10   II,  II |    that he had caught her.~“I don’t know; it depends upon
11   II,  II |   must leave here soon.”~“Oh, don’t speak of that yet!” Olivier
12   II,  III|     bottom of your heart.”~“I don’t understand. Explain yourself
13   II,  IV |  murmured to him.~He smiled.~“Don’t be vexed with me. You
14   II,  IV |     thought a few seconds.~“I don’t know.”~“To take you and
15   II,  IV |   burst of laughter.~“Ah, you don’t say ‘tu‘ to me any more!
16   II,  VI |    And I love you, too.”~“Oh, don’t speak of that any more!”~“
17   II,  VI |     find them and read them—I don’t care!”~“I will not have