Chap.

  1        1|          Nana, the new star who’s going to play Venus, d’you know
  2        1|       hair turns gray here. I—I’m going out. Perhaps we shall find
  3        1|        there was a deuce of a row going on in his shop, which had
  4        1|         was coming out as she was going in, and I scarcely caught
  5        1|       with their queries. “You’re going to see her, and I’m off;
  6        1|        house: at last people were going to make the acquaintance
  7        1|          of it seemed never to be going to finish assembling the
  8        1|     murmurings began again.~“It’s going badly,” said Mignon radiantly
  9        1|        turned on her heel and was going up the stage, presenting
 10        1|     whispered in his ear:~“You’re going to see my wife’s costume
 11        1|        through—that was the rumor going the round of the passages—
 12        1|         that the two cousins were going to pay their respects to
 13        1|         fisherman does when he is going to make a cast, and by an
 14        1|           which was now gradually going to sleep.~Still people kept
 15        2|         be done to gain time? I’m going to have all sorts of bothers
 16        2|          something unpleasant was going to happen to her. She yawned,
 17        2|         as Mme Maloir was herself going to take the cards out of
 18        2|          Zoe looked as if she was going to pounce down on the cards,
 19        2|      kitchen informed of what was going on she twice repeated her
 20        2|         man Steiner think she was going to let herself be bored
 21        2|          Chuck ‘em all out! I—I’m going to play a game of bezique
 22        2|          to laugh about it, “I am going to entrust you with this,
 23        3|            It’s tomorrow. Are you going?”~“Egad, yes.”~“At midnight,
 24        3|       house.~“I know, I know. I’m going with Blanche.”~He wanted
 25        3|       talking, and what were they going to do at midnight tomorrow?
 26        3|       woman with whom people were going to sup.~“All in good time,”
 27        3|          have paled; the fire was going out; a stern shadow fell
 28        3|        into the service, and he’s going to try to get Louise from
 29        3|        the journalist’s ear:~“I’m going to press some more of them.
 30        3|        teacup, seemed never to be going to finish its contents.
 31        3|         his blood. At last he was going to plunge into all that
 32        3|          party. The very room was going to sleep, and slowly creeping
 33        3|         on your left.” Yet before going out Fauchery gave a final
 34        4|           Is that the way they’re going to write my obituary notice?”~
 35        4|           now a dispute was heard going on in the big drawing room,
 36        4|      Georges to find out what was going on when, to her great surprise,
 37        4|           on his nerves. Was Rose going to waste time over such
 38        4|           his complaining.~“Who’s going to cut up my meat for me?
 39        4|   invention when once she was set going. That evening Mignon was
 40        4|         But this time the thing’s going to fail. Nana doesn’t give
 41        4|        gaining it. As for me, I’m going to chuck Leon downstairs—
 42        4|      greater wisdom!~“You are not going to fight?” said Vandeuvres,
 43        4|           minutes if they weren’t going soon. In the drawing room
 44        4|          back to Steiner. “You’re going to take me to the Bois de
 45        4|         piano and were talking of going, when one of their number
 46        4|            she asked what she was going to do with “those two,”
 47        4|        them!” cried Nana. “We are going to drink milk, dear. Do
 48        5|       waits before their turn for going on the stage.~Old Bosc,
 49        5|    Achille?”~“Exactly so! And I’m going to get ‘em to tell Madame
 50        5|           from a comedy which was going on in the wings. Mignon,
 51        5|          down after this act. I’m going to catch him one on the
 52        5|       make haste!”~“Yes, yes, I’m going, Father Barillot,” replied
 53        5| handkerchief and added:~“I am now going to receive His Highness.”~
 54        5|         But just as the count was going up the stage a small incident
 55        5|          gentlemen in black coats going after a naked woman in the
 56        5|        added further that she was going now. But Nana held her back.
 57        5|       when the devilish thing was going to bound onto the stage
 58        5|          an hour.”~But as she was going upstairs again to her dressing
 59        5|           Bron, who was once more going the rounds with letters,
 60        5|         himself and yawned before going on. Everybody was worn out;
 61        5|            she’s very nice! She’s going to kiss you!”~But Clarisse
 62        5|        order to save His Highness going about by the Passage des
 63        6|         didn’t matter; one wasn’t going to sleep in it. Then came
 64        6|         large as that! As she was going upstairs to the first floor
 65        6|       your mamma. Make haste! I’m going to change my things, too,
 66        6|       confession.~“I say, are you going to feed this evening? I’
 67        6|        had made up the bed before going upstairs, the air felt a
 68        6|      young cousin to whom she was going to be married. And so she
 69        6|         most tiresome that you’re going back the day after tomorrow,”
 70        6|     encounter seemed to have been going on for ages. And now the
 71        6|        too great: were they never going to get to their destination?
 72        6|          bed and stammered:~“I am going there. I can’t resist any
 73        6|           God willing, she wasn’t going to let anyone—no, not even
 74        6|           her.~The household were going upstairs to bed when Muffat
 75        6|           get up tomorrow. We are going back to Paris.”~And she
 76        7|          was ill and that she was going to pass the night at her
 77        7|          fled.~Nana was certainly going to come down. He returned
 78        7|         had conceived the idea of going down to the theater for
 79        7|         her she did not insist on going. For a second or two she
 80        7|           to know whether he were going to the station to meet her.
 81        7|          be practical, and he was going to marry a girl with a huge
 82        7|           I’m not sleepy; I’m not going to bed,” she said the moment
 83        7|            I must turn round. I’m going to roast my left side now.”
 84        7|           clock. How long was she going to bother herself in her
 85        7|           month ago he remembered going up to Fauchery’s rooms to
 86        7|      window, and this time he was going away for good when a shadow
 87        7|         put the lamp out and were going to sleep. lt was reasonable
 88        7|        with cold, but the idea of going back to his great dark house
 89        7|        deserting her. Was the man going crazy?~“Come, be off!” she
 90        8|         no, she was certainly not going to become his mistress.
 91        8|           that cad of a Bordenave going to go off the hooks after
 92        8|           kick on my bottom? He’s going too far, he is! Look here,
 93        8|        anybody! And nobody’s ever going to strike me—d’ye see?—for
 94        8|          sturdy woman who was not going to stand the slightest flick
 95        8|           on talking. She was not going to be spoken to in that
 96        8|       possible. She even ended by going to sleep, her cheek tingling,
 97        8|       before midnight, for he was going to cafes and meeting his
 98        8|        might have been a shop–boy going late to his work, threw
 99        8| increasing. She was certainly not going to run after Satin! It was
100        8|        windowpane; the thought of going to bed so early bored him,
101        8|       wont was, by undressing and going to bed in a flood of tears.~
102        8|         was out of breath and was going to bed, in his turn, when
103        8|        very well written, and I’m going to post it myself because
104        8|       would stroll quietly about, going up streets and planting
105        8|  discernible, for the Quarter was going home and going home late,
106        8|        Quarter was going home and going home late, and poor creatures,
107        8|           nice things ought to be going on in Paris between nine
108        8|          sights—the little people going it head over ears and a
109        8|     nearly bothered her life out, going sniffing into all the dirty
110        8|          What d’you want? Are you going to let us sleep in peace,
111        8|          Lerat insisted on Nana’s going and kissing Louiset at once,
112        9|          of ‘em! Why, they’re all going!”~Nevertheless, Barillot
113        9|      forehead and pretended to be going to leave the theater. But
114        9|          bluntly:~“You see what’s going on? My word, if she tries
115        9|      silly big beast!”~The tumult going on within him was so great
116        9|         Helene! If they think I’m going to play Geraldine, a part
117        9|     conceal the struggle that was going on inside him. To think
118        9|           her. What next? Was she going mad? He began explaining
119        9|         this brisk attack and was going to put her arms akimbo and
120        9|   atrocious after all. She wasn’t going to eat his play—not she!
121       10|          months the house was set going. The cost had been more
122       10|       that doubtless Daguenet was going to ask for his daughter
123       10|          and at one gulp Nana was going to swallow his last chateau,
124       10|        would have thought we were going to fight!”~Georges still
125       10|          ve invited him, and he’s going to return.”~“Oh, he’s going
126       10|       going to return.”~“Oh, he’s going to return,” said the lad,
127       10|      prisoner of her trade. Never going out except to drive, she
128       10|     dining at her aunt’s; she was going to see Baby. Moreover, that
129       10|          des Martyrs. She was not going there for the sake of seeing
130       10|          D’you mean to say you’re going to tell your tales to a
131       10|         said merrily, “since he’s going to clear them all out at
132       10|          The others would soon be going, but he would assuredly
133       10|          and by, when he spoke of going to bed, she sank her voice
134       10|      suffering, had risen and was going in quest of his hat. But
135       11|         as if the Grand Prix were going to make her fortune, wanted
136       11|        before and after! When I’m going to sleep I hear him jawing
137       11|         Dear me, there’s Daguenet going to bow to them.”~Thereupon
138       11|           passengers, and was now going to draw up to the right
139       11|         an action! That horse was going to astonish the people.~“
140       11|     people.~“No,” said Nana, “I’m going to put ten louis on Lusignan
141       11|        she was most certainly not going to get a chaste woman into
142       11|           ought to tell me what’s going to happen—I’ve made my bets,”
143       11|       silenced him. But as he was going off Marechal remembered
144       11|       wave of his arms. “Spirit’s going to win! Down with France—
145       11|          your tongue—the banner’s going up. Here they are— ‘tenshun!
146       11|          Philippe joyously. “He’s going badly.”~“In any case, it’
147       11|        all hearts.~While this was going on Mignon came hastening
148       11|        that now Rose is certainly going to send the letter. She’
149       11|    repeated no one knew why, were going the round of the various
150       11|          certainly told me he was going to,” the young woman kept
151       12|           of me to have come. I’m going—”~“No,” she answered briskly
152       12| questioned him:~“Now what are you going to do?~“I’m going to box
153       12|         are you going to do?~“I’m going to box the man’s ears—by
154       12|        just when the lusters were going to be lit, the architect,
155       12|        band of young men. She was going into ecstasies and marking
156       12|      Avenue de Villiers. Nana was going on much better, and every
157       12|          rhythm.~“But the thing’s going on wheels!” said Steiner.~“
158       12|      retain their freedom. Before going to bed, seeing that the
159       13|          scene; Charles talked of going upstairs, too, in order
160       13|             Listen, I know you’re going to marry my brother.”~Gracious!
161       13|          t wish it. It’s I you’re going to marry. That’s why I’ve
162       13|        stare! Did you think I was going to be your mamma till I
163       13|          to your brother that I’m going out to earn twenty–five
164       13|         He needn’t know where I’m going. I always let out too much
165       13|          noticed him. “Aha! We’re going to grow angry, my good man!”~
166       13|           This the ladies called “going on a spree,” and they would
167       13|           she deceived the count, going mad over some monstrous
168       13|          was left; everything was going to pieces. She smashed a
169       13|        arrived at Madame’s before going home. Muffat listened to
170       13|           thought of this old man going away half dead in a cab
171       13|          to show that she was not going away in anger. No, she had
172       13|           and gave up the idea of going out. She was dragging herself
173       13|        the bucket and begging and going to ruin on purpose.”~Then
174       13|      Satin’s mishap, adding:~“I’m going to the hospital. Nobody
175       14|        seem conscious of what was going on around him. Doubtless
176       14|          to find out if they were going up after all. Of course
177       14|          all. Of course they were going up; their curiosity had
178       14|       million! Lucy asked who was going to inherit it all. Oh, distant
179       14|          to come. The people were going wild; their voices broke;
180       14|         for me. I’m certainly not going to let myself be massacred
181       14|     imagine, at night when he was going to bed he hid his gold in
182       14|         It was Bismarck they were going to escort home with blows
183       14|          was this bad Frenchwoman going to say next?~“Hush,” whispered
184       14|          longer needs me. They’re going to send in a Sister of Mercy.”~