Chap.

 1        1|      stage was full of lines quaint enough to make you cry with
 2        1|     of ardor. The chorus, in quaint, dolorous tones, broken
 3        7|      unexpected epigrams and quaint collocations of words went
 4        7| doubtless struck her as both quaint and pretty. After that she
 5        8|      his goat face, with its quaint, monstrous ugliness, positively
 6        8|      despair and assumed the quaint expression of Vulcan crying
 7        8|   same, so terrible had that quaint mask of Fontan’s become.
 8       10|    wearing her extravagantly quaint hats, and would return at
 9       12|      was none other than the quaint, vulgar one in the Blonde
10       13|   him light blows and impose quaint tasks on him, making him
11       14|    and greatly amused by the quaint expressions of the mob.