Chap.

 1        2|   dirty receptacle, as it lay clasped in her small gloved hands.~
 2        6| reappeared in a tea gown, she clasped her hands in a perfect ecstasy.~“
 3        6|      us welcome.”~The two men clasped hands. Muffat, with his
 4        7|     behind her neck, one hand clasped in the other, and her elbows
 5        7|       under her chin with her clasped hands. Then in a serious
 6        7|    chapel close by a font. He clasped his hands and began searching
 7        7|    eyes filled with tears. He clasped his hands together.~“Oh,
 8       12|     his. Their hands remained clasped, and the Countess Sabine
 9       13|       and his fingers tightly clasped round the scissors.~“Here’
10       13|     nightshirt.~The count had clasped his hands together and,