Chap.

1        1| when Prulliere, that great favorite, appeared as a general,
2        2|  apparent. She assumed her favorite pose, her amiable baby expression,
3        6|    She would often croon a favorite ballad of Mme Lerat’s, which
4        7|    of the fire. It was her favorite position. When she again
5       11|   all at once become prime favorite, and since yesterday he
6       11| men are! When I’ve got the favorite they all throw themselves
7       11| being thus warned that the favorite would not win, had realized