Part,  Chapter

1    I,  III|    red and perspiring, with handkerchief in hand to wipe off faces
2   II,  I  |    and came so fast that my~handkerchief was saturated and I had
3   II,  II |     was compelled to take a handkerchief to wipe away this mist,
4   II,  II | carriage, Olivier waved his handkerchief as he saw the Countess,
5   II,  II |   motionless, bent low, her handkerchief at her eyes, for she feared
6   II,  V  |  fingers a fine embroidered handkerchief. What was that? He pondered
7   II,  V  |     had stolen and kept her handkerchief, moist with her tears!~Ah,
8   II,  VI | just seen Annette carry her handkerchief to her eyes.~She wept! Then
9   II,  VI |   seconds, she drew out her handkerchief, covered her eyes, and wept