Part,  Chapter

 1    I,  I  |       heart.~A new feeling gave fresh piquancy to her existence,
 2    I,  II |       distance seemed almost as fresh and even more beautiful—
 3    I,  III|     toward them, expecting some fresh dainty.~Bertin felt recollections
 4    I,  III| familiar, now coming from these fresh lips?~“Go on talking,” he
 5    I,  IV |       of new color, vivified by fresh varnish, blinding under
 6    I,  IV |         by this assiduity, made fresh efforts to attract him and
 7   II,  I  |         diffused on her way the fresh perfume of her dress and
 8   II,  II |        be full in order to keep fresh, she sought to create appetite
 9   II,  II |      August, beside Annette, so fresh and blooming, disturbed
10   II,  II |       she pretty like that, and fresh as the day?”~Yes, she was
11   II,  II |         rose before her eyes—so fresh and pink, with slightly
12   II,  III|        order to obtain it quite fresh.~She was just leaving the
13   II,  IV |       had entered his house, so fresh, so pretty, so sure of being
14   II,  V  |       that he recounted to her, fresh and piquant as they were.
15   II,  V  |         that her soul was still fresh and bright, her heart still
16   II,  V  |         last century, or a once fresh pastel now tarnished by