Chap.

  1        1|        months. Oh, such music, my dear boy! Such a sly dog, Bordenave!
  2        1|           amuses him. And you, my dear fellow, don’t keep us waiting
  3        1|             Oh, let her alone, my dear fellow; she’s a low lot!
  4        1|           are you after there, my dear fellow?” asked the journalist. “
  5        1|    journalist’s ear:~“Tell me, my dear fellow,” he said, “this
  6        1|           the subject:~“You know, dear boy, I think Nana very nice.”~
  7        1|        Faloise questioned him. Oh dear, yes, she was a streetwalker—
  8        2|           of having their fun. Oh dear, yes! Things would right
  9        2|         accept money in that way! Dear heaven, how unfortunate
 10        2|         The Tricon,” cried Nana. “Dear me! That’s true. I’d forgotten
 11        2|         the fever of her triumph. Dear, dear, ‘twas Rose Mignon
 12        2|       fever of her triumph. Dear, dear, ‘twas Rose Mignon that
 13        2|         get ten sous for them! Oh dear, yes, plenty of money was
 14        2|      thread with. Four queens, my dear.”~It was ten minutes to
 15        2|          money?” asked the aunt.~“Dear, dear! That question!” rejoined
 16        2|            asked the aunt.~“Dear, dear! That question!” rejoined
 17        2|     theaters?~“Now make haste, my dear,” rejoined Nana, who perfectly
 18        2|         It’s sort of infatuation, dear boy!”~
 19        3|          Are you out of sorts, my dear?” asked Mme Chantereau,
 20        3|           five years, exclaimed:~“Dear me, I would gladly be possessed
 21        3|     someone to her embraces?”~“Oh dear, no, no! My dear fellow!”
 22        3|   embraces?”~“Oh dear, no, no! My dear fellow!” he stammered, manifestly
 23        3|        manner finding an answer:~“Dear me, madame, I assure you
 24        3|         and addressed her as her “dear Madame Hugon.” Seeing that
 25        3|          old times she had been a dear friend of the Marquise de
 26        3|      Paris?” asked Count Muffat.~“Dear me, no!” replied the old
 27        3|        had rejoined Fauchery.~“My dear fellow, have you ever seen
 28        3|           of outsiders who—”~“Ah, dear boy, one ought to see every
 29        3|         Well then, I’ll help you, dear boy.”~Eleven o’clock struck.
 30        4|         in one of the armchairs.~“Dear me, you’re the first of ‘
 31        4|           Ah, how nice of you, my dear madame! I was so anxious
 32        4|         men, had just come in. Oh dear, no! There was no space
 33        4|       before.~“This gentleman, my dear,” said Vandeuvres, “is a
 34        4|         remarked aloud:~“Lucy, my dear, I met your Ollivier on
 35        4|         Sunday. How he’s grown!”~“Dear me, yes! He’s eighteen,”
 36        4|         with ravigote sauce.”~“My dear fellow,” said Daguenet,
 37        4|          a fortune.~“Now tell me, dear boy,” Caroline Hequet asked
 38        4|      about with Count Bismarck.”~“Dear me, Bismarck!” Simonne interrupted. “
 39        4|         ever have prevented poor, dear Blanche scoring a success.
 40        4|           to match! Look here, my dear boy, these theatrical trollops
 41        4|         Pray hold your tongue, my dear fellow; it’s stupid.”~But
 42        4|          as to steal my dog. Now, dear boy, am I to blame if you
 43        4|      could have had him!~“Him, my dear, never!” cried Vandeuvres,
 44        4| increasing at every step.~“Oh, my dear, you’ve no idea!” she cried,
 45        4|          whom I always adore! Eh, dear? I had to do it. Why, I
 46        4|          are going to drink milk, dear. Do come; you’ll find Vandeuvres
 47        5|           stay where you were, my dear. Why, it doesn’t matter,”
 48        5|      prince with a glance. Eh! Oh dear, yes! His Highness did not
 49        5|           to France again. Ah, my dear Count, you don’t value your
 50        6|     betrayed a trace of emotion.~“Dear me, dear me! I’ve got no
 51        6|       trace of emotion.~“Dear me, dear me! I’ve got no right to
 52        6|           with his mother. He’s a dear Zizi not to forget me!”~
 53        6|           an Orleans upholsterer. Dear me, yes! One ought to sleep
 54        6|           full of pity. That poor dear Zizi in a hole full of water!
 55        6|          as much as I have, poor, dear Zizi!”~“Oh, to be sure,
 56        6|        Nana kept calling Georges “dear old girl,” a form of address
 57        6|           of a cupboard.~“Oh, you dear old girl!” said Nana, pushing
 58        6|        how beautiful it is! Look, dear old girl!”~Georges had come
 59        6|        carriage had brought him.~“Dear me, you’ve made this your
 60        6|        oracle! But it’s no go, my dear man!”~“Bah! How are we to
 61        6|           a stunning property, my dear!” And then, too, they brought
 62        6|   conversation.~“To think of poor dear Georges at Orleans!” said
 63        6|        say, did you see Fauchery, dear?” Nana shouted to Lucy,
 64        6|        much,” said Nana. “Now, my dear fellow, it’s all very well
 65        6|           for that far–off past.~“Dear me, I was young then,” continued
 66        6|          quite fairly toward him. Dear me, yes, she was choosing
 67        7|         vowed that he was her own dear pet and the only little
 68        7|         didn’t know that? Why, my dear girl, his wife’s Fauchery’
 69        7|         Well, that IS a nuisance, dear boy. They’ve always sickened
 70        7|          talk of those matters.”~“Dear me, why’s that?” she cried,
 71        7|           if I DO talk about her. Dear boy, why, every woman’s
 72        7|        declared:~“It doesn’t pay, dear boy, to look like a ninny
 73        7|  fruiterer and his wife. Well, my dear fellow, they never once
 74        7|        you are a pretty sight, my dear fellow!” she continued more
 75        7|        could be rich tomorrow, my dear fellow!”~He looked up in
 76        7|          m glad you’ve come, too, dear boy, because now you see
 77        8|     showed off the lodgings.~“Ah, dear children, how comfortable
 78        8|        last “Thanks all the same, dear boy.” She shook his hand,
 79        8|       slippers too. “Oh, my poor, dear girl, you’re really ruined
 80        8|           to see his ugly mug! My dear girl, you were quite right.
 81        8|        addressed its mistress as “dear child.”~“Look, here she
 82        8|          Then, sententiously:~“My dear girl, where there are women
 83        8|     adoration of her darling, her dear old duck, which was all
 84        8|          into her slippers!~“Yes, dear girl, my slippers! Oh, he’
 85        8|           don’t side with you, my dear. You must get out of the
 86        8|            between you and me, my dear, the thing’s getting stupid.
 87        9|           causes her to cry out, “Dear me, if that’s the way one
 88        9|        you that are the idiot, my dear boy!”~Bordenave began to
 89        9|          have our sense of honor, dear boy.”~“But that’s not my
 90        9|        pinches, I remember! Well, dear boy, there’s nothing very
 91        9|           you like, but not that, dear love! Oh, I beg you not
 92        9|           laugh! Just reflect, my dear boy. The idea pleases Monsieur
 93        9|          of being broken up.~“Oh, dear! No, no! Even if the part
 94        9|    breaking voice:~“Supposing, my dear fellow, I were to ask this
 95        9|        the treat of telling Rose. Dear me! They were just haggling
 96        9|         said she. “You’re mad, my dear!”~And with that she continued
 97       10|         He would think me afraid. Dear me, we’ll have a good laugh!
 98       10|         in astonishment. “But, my dear—” he endeavored to explain.~“
 99       10|   carriage wheels.~“Do get in, my dear girl,” said Nana tranquilly,
100       10|        which doesn’t concern you, dear old pet. How can it hurt
101       10|           rough speech:~“Besides, dear boy, if the thing doesn’
102       10|    dragged from between my claws! Dear me, dear me, for a fellow
103       10|        between my claws! Dear me, dear me, for a fellow with NOUS,
104       10|           a diversion,~“I say, my dear, I should be very glad to
105       10|           to earn a living for us dear boy. Oh yes, you know, I’
106       10|         darling duck. Never mind, dear girl, let them chaff. It’
107       10|         will hear your prayer, my dear,” Muffat replied gravely. “
108       10|          she queried. “Sapphires? Dear me! Oh yes, it’s that set.
109       10|            Satin recognized her.~“Dear me,” she exclaimed, “it’
110       11|          at the Mignons arriving. Dear me, they’ve brought the
111       11|        name to would not be met.~“Dear me, the countess is down
112       11|    daughter in white by her side. Dear me, there’s Daguenet going
113       11|          passion for horseflesh.~“Dear me, there’s that idiot La
114       11|       about Gaga he murmured:~“Oh dear, no! We’ve seen the last
115       11|           not a patriotic soul—oh dear, no!” La Faloise blurted
116       11|           forth at once:~“But, my dear girl, Boum’s all rot! Don’
117       11|    crystal drops.~“Oh, that poor, dear Louiset!” said Nana. “Are
118       11|         everybody!”~“Do be still, dear boy,” Nana ended by saying. “
119       11|           useless.~“Look here, my dear,” he whispered. “Be careful:
120       11|          Nana affected vexation.~“Dear me, you’re a nice fellow
121       11|          she broke off abruptly:~“Dear me, there’s the Marquis
122       11|        fact, for weighing horses. Dear me, they only weighed the
123       11|          distance from the rest.~“Dear me, there’s Price!” he said.~“
124       11|        lachrymose expression.~“My dear, it’s made me ill,” she
125       11|       constant watching! Well, my dear, it was she who wished it.
126       11|           Lusignan hasn’t budged. Dear me, yes, it’s Nana. You
127       11|           men. How polite, eh? Oh dear, no, I certainly can’t grieve
128       11|         make a stupid ending.~“Oh dear no!” said Nana. “It isn’
129       12|        even suggest a father. Ah, dear heaven, the man who made
130       12|       telling Monsieur that poor, dear Madame had suffered a great
131       12|        tightly between her lips.~“Dear me, you’re charming, you
132       12|      count but did not move.~“Ah, dear pet!” she slowly murmured. “
133       12|         She had to encourage him. Dear me, she was a woman; she
134       12|     proofs.”~“Not at all wise, my dear boy. It’s stupid even. You
135       12|            her manner of life. Oh dear, no! She had no wish for
136       12|       suggested that, as became a dear, nice old fellow, he should
137       12| appearance.~“Well, and how’s this dear child?” he said familiarly
138       12|          cause of complaint, and, dear me, if she throws money
139       12|       they’ll end in the mire, my dear.”~But just then a soft voice
140       12|      disdainfully. “I believe the dear young thing to be incapable
141       12|         saying:~“Ask your cousin, dear boy. Here he is.”~“Jove,
142       12|         and she’s calling ‘em her dear kitties. Oh, those family
143       12|            harder than that, Mimi dear! Bah! Perhaps it’s for the
144       13|            wicked eyes! You know, dear boy, I shall never dare
145       13|        night?” they used to say.~“Dear me, I expected to find the
146       13|           two hundred francs. Oh, dear me; yes, I can wait for ‘
147       13|           as they supported poor, dear Zizi by his legs and shoulders.
148       13|           felt as if all she held dear had vanished in the void.
149       13|          duel about Nana? But, my dear sir, all Paris would be
150       13|       clever woman like her poor, dear Rose! She grew distrustful:
151       13|          in fine indignation:~“Oh dear, no! I don’t want to! D’
152       13|           pretty notion, eh? Yes, dear boy, I could have been countess
153       13|         and what they made of me, dear boy, I should be in a convent
154       13|     strings told them about poor, dear Satin’s mishap, adding:~“
155       14|         Oh, then come with me, my dear. Nana’s back.”~The other
156       14|      continued:~“And you know, my dear, she may be dead while we’
157       14|     regular furies! Well then, my dear, Rose has had Nana transported
158       14|          us?” Lucy asked him.~“Oh dear, no! To catch something
159       14|           how stunning it was, my dear, when she appeared in the
160       14|          even furniture. “Yes, my dear, fifty–two boxes, enormous
161       14|          What, he?” she said. “My dear, don’t you go fancying that
162       14|           Do leave them alone, my dear. We couldn’t let ourselves
163       14|         of beggars and misers, my dear. And then came ‘48! Oh,
164       14|            When she returned:~“My dear,” she said, “it’s Fauchery.
165       14|   compromise himself.~“It’s true, dear,” said Lucy, leaving the