Part,  Chapter

 1    I,  I  |     were scattered papers, open letters, old and recent, beside
 2    I,  I  |        up and began anew twenty letters, all of which seemed to
 3    I,  III| deposited it on a heap of other letters, which had been accumulating
 4   II,  II |        though far away, through letters, thoughts, or dreams, perhaps
 5   II,  II |         Countess began to write letters at her little low table
 6   II,  III|    evening; then she wrote some letters; then she fell into dreamy
 7   II,  V  |   wherein were sleeping all the letters of the mistress of his heart.
 8   II,  V  |      the old melancholy odor of letters that have been packed away.~
 9   II,  V  |      suffered and wept over the letters, as one weeps over the dead
10   II,  VI |        a start of terror:~“Your letters!”~“What? My letters?” she
11   II,  VI |        Your letters!”~“What? My letters?” she queried.~“I might
12   II,  VI |     edge with a thick packet of letters, piled one on top of another,
13   II,  VI |        of the very heart of the letters, as from a wound; it ran
14   II,  VI |    under the black ashes of the letters; two candles went out; some