Part,  Chapter

 1    I,  I  |         entered attired in a light summer costume. They shook hands.~“
 2    I,  III|        unsavory, the warm odors of summer evenings, the cold breath
 3   II,  I  |          be a sun-stroke in Indian~summer. What I feel is so very
 4   II,  I  |     running. Then I think of those summer~mornings in your orchard
 5   II,  I  |   surroundings.~The heavy sky of a summer evening hung over the city
 6   II,  I  |            find Paris tainted this summer.”~“Oh, well, my dear fellow,
 7   II,  II | indefinable expectancy which makes summer nights so sweet. Far up
 8   II,  IV |            about five o’clock on a summer evening. Men turned to look
 9   II,  V  |          night the last trances of summer.~All along the Boulevards
10   II,  V  |            every spring, and every summer, “I have changed very much