Part,  Chapter

 1    I,  I  |          I hardly know. Why this question?”~“I need a happy thought
 2    I,  I  |           and asking himself the question that he was surprised to
 3    I,  I  |       last he asked himself this question: “Could I become her lover?”
 4    I,  I  |        she would ask some adroit question that led him back to the
 5    I,  III|      disposed to make a personal question of the subject under discussion.~
 6    I,  IV |         to his, she repeated her question: “You love me always, then?”~
 7    I,  IV |         them to ask him the same question, the one after the other,
 8   II,  II | regretful that it was out of the question for him to be permitted
 9   II,  III|       more than if it had been a question of no matter what rivalry
10   II,  IV |          month? It was the frank question that he tried to answer
11   II,  IV |       occupy his heart with this question, to sound the impenetrable
12   II,  V  |        said the painter.~But the question, before that man, in that
13   II,  VI |          love. Each was a secret question, each was a mysterious reply,