Part,  Chapter

1    I,  I  |  puerile.~Assuredly, he must write—but what? He scribbled,
2   II,  I  |   Yes, pity me, think of me, write to me. I~need you so much
3   II,  II | castle the Countess began to write letters at her little low
4   II,  III|     great affliction. I will write you a little prescription
5   II,  IV | spread its tail and the poet write verses. Quick and vivacious
6   II,  V  |      she sat down to read or write in the tapestried drawing-room,
7   II,  VI |      I have a little note to write, my child. Go up-stairs,