Chap.

  1        1|           hair turns gray here. I—I’m going out. Perhaps we shall
  2        1|           he introduced his cousin, M. Hector de la Faloise, a
  3        1|             that’s all. It’s what I’m afraid of, if the truth
  4        1|             going to see her, and I’m off; they want me.”~He disappeared,
  5        1|           he perceived Fauchery. “I’m certain I’ve seen her somewhere—
  6        1|           on a first night!”~“But I’m smoking, you see,” replied
  7        1|            a thick brogue.~“Well, I’m blessed! When ye’re a masher
  8        1|             doing there, Satin?”~“I’m bogging,” replied Satin
  9        1|           to go to her house, and I’m to introduce you. You know
 10        2|             be done to gain time? I’m going to have all sorts
 11        2|        about it someday; you know I’m discreet! Tut, tut, I’ll
 12        2|           when Mme Blanche was with M. Octave, in came the old
 13        2|           her a glass of water, and M. Octave slipped away.~“Oh,
 14        2|           questions to him. Oh yes! M. Bordenave was very pleased;
 15        2|              Chuck ‘em all out! I—I’m going to play a game of
 16        3|            him: he was scandalizing M. Venot. And, the ladies
 17        3|           house.~“I know, I know. I’m going with Blanche.”~He
 18        3|          urge yet another reason in M. de Bismarck’s favor. But
 19        3|      victory:~“It’s tomorrow, eh? I’m of the party, my bully!”~“
 20        3|         called to Steiner, who knew M. de Bismarck. Mme du Joncquoy
 21        3|            the journalist’s ear:~“I’m going to press some more
 22        3|        replied the countess. “But I’m beginning to be anxious.
 23        3|             the corner of a settee. M. Venot, whose teeth must
 24        3|        athwart his forehead.~“But I’m not acquainted with that
 25        3|       embarrassment and conceit:~“I’m of the party. She invited
 26        3|          not Count Muffat perceived M. Venot’s gaze fixed upon
 27        3|          Lost among the petticoats, M. Venot was his own small
 28        4|          good riddance, so far as I’m concerned,” replied the
 29        4|            three times. You know, I’m disgusted when dirty little
 30        4|            gaining it. As for me, I’m going to chuck Leon downstairs—
 31        4|            champagne!”~“As far as I’m concerned,” said Foucarmont, “
 32        4|            who’s got the plot up! I’m certain Rose’ll have stopped
 33        5|        Achille?”~“Exactly so! And I’m going to get ‘em to tell
 34        5|           she shrieked:~“Tell him I’m coming down after this act.
 35        5|       coming down after this act. I’m going to catch him one on
 36        5|           make haste!”~“Yes, yes, I’m going, Father Barillot,”
 37        5|           patron saint’s day, and I’m standing the racket.”~Simonne
 38        5|    Impossible tonight, my dearie! I’m booked!” La Faloise sat
 39        5|             They won’t eat you.”~“I’m not so sure of that,” said
 40        5|            away; I don’t care! If I’m not ready, well, they’ll
 41        5|            had begun.~“Very well! I’m coming,” replied Nana. “
 42        5|        business with all the ladies—M. le Directeur had met her
 43        5|       Impossible tonight, darling—I’m booked.” But she was still
 44        5|       Impossible tonight, darling—I’m booked.” And with that he
 45        5|            length she continued:~“I’m a landowner, you know. Yes,
 46        5|         landowner, you know. Yes, I’m buying a country house near
 47        6|     melancholy peacefulness.~“Oh, I’m expecting company,” she
 48        6|           your mamma. Make haste! I’m going to change my things,
 49        6|           Zizi!”~“Oh, to be sure, I’m a bit wanting there,” murmured
 50        6|             to feed this evening? I’m dying of hunger. I haven’
 51        6|             doors.”~“Yes, I know; I’m not talking of HIM,” whispered
 52        6|           to be laid at lunch time. M. Theophile Venot, whom Mme
 53        6|          the rear, smoking a cigar. M. Venot, now slackening,
 54        6|           she passed.~“Be careful!” M. Venot had whispered as
 55        6|             sign! They’re polite, I’m sure.”~And with that she
 56        6|             slight feverish attack. M. Venot had rushed after
 57        6|           folds of the pillow while M. Venot, in a soft voice,
 58        6|             be done then!” muttered M. Venot. “He uses every method
 59        7|          respectable. Yes indeed, I’m thinking of getting married.”~
 60        7|          cut–glass hanging lamp.~“I’m not sleepy; I’m not going
 61        7|            lamp.~“I’m not sleepy; I’m not going to bed,” she said
 62        7|             grow vexed directly. “I’m sure I won’t eat your wife
 63        7|          with him.~“Good heavens! I’m talking of things that don’
 64        7|            is! I must turn round. I’m going to roast my left side
 65        7|        goose, eh? Yes, that’s it! I’m a goose on the spit, and
 66        7|            goose on the spit, and I’m turning, turning and cooking
 67        7|             de Provence. You see, I’m giving you the address.”~
 68        7|           made plenty of excuses, I’m thinking! Besides, he had
 69        7|         extraordinary. The image of M. Venot was evoked thereby,
 70        7|             ruined teeth. Assuredly M. Venot, whom for months
 71        7|           And why should he weep in M. Venot’s arms? The man could
 72        7|              Don’t you understand I’m jolly tired of your company?
 73        7|           she cried. “D’you think I’m begging alms? Now look here,
 74        7|           have done insulting me? I’m glad you’ve come, too, dear
 75        7|     paralyzed:~“D’you mean to say I’m acting like a fool, eh?
 76        7|        swelldom! If I die of what I’m doing—well, it’s my fancy!”~
 77        8|          tradesmen! Do they think I’m to be sold so that they
 78        8|             set are alive or not. I’m much too happy.”~At that
 79        8|             real boom: And Steiner? M. Steiner was in a very bad
 80        8|          was getting on swimmingly. M. Daguenet was settling down.
 81        8|         likely to be found. At last M. Mignon had come across
 82        8|         chucked him out of doors?”~“M. Mignon doesn’t tell that
 83        8|            pin for the coin! When I’M on with a mash I starve
 84        8|             a pretty place—oh no, I’m sure it wasn’t in a pretty
 85        8|               You must understand I’m not such a fool as to keep
 86        8|            very well written, and I’m going to post it myself
 87        8|           as no bones are broken. I’m inviting myself to dinner,
 88        8|            Now then, dress!”~“But I’m not a dressmaker; I’m a
 89        8|             I’m not a dressmaker; I’m a burnisher,” Satin brazenly
 90        9|    furniture. She paused to say:~“I’m not warm, you know, so I
 91        9|             that, and, by God, if I’m annoyed again I shut the
 92        9|          done bargaining with me? I’m a good sort, and I don’t
 93        9|             and that’s the reason I’m talking to you about it.
 94        9|             Helene! If they think I’m going to play Geraldine,
 95        9|           about it day and night— I’m miserable about it. I must
 96        9|          smash. But I beg pardon— I’m getting beside myself.”~
 97       10|          You know, my little man, I’m not my own mistress; you
 98       10|             me bloody well alone! I’m in my own house!” But nothing
 99       10|          about her lips.~“Oh yes! I’m a baggage,” she resumed
100       10|            do after all! You know I’m stony broke.”~She summoned
101       10|            it suits your game—oh, I’m agreeable: I’ll run the
102       10|            boy. Oh yes, you know, I’m the right sort; I don’t
103       10|          please leave me, because I’m not one of those women who
104       10|             see? Send ‘em away or I’m off!”~And she went back
105       11|            before and after! When I’m going to sleep I hear him
106       11|           Labordette.~“The deuce! I’m not worth much,” rejoined
107       11|          the Englishman, I don’t. I’m a patriot. Perhaps Valerio
108       11|            I say, that’s not what I’m after. You’re making me
109       11|            what can one choose?”~“I’m not a patriotic soul—oh
110       11|             Faloise blurted out. “I’m all for the Englishman.
111       11|         people.~“No,” said Nana, “I’m going to put ten louis on
112       11|           meditative and thought of M. Venot’s call, and a plan
113       11|            this time of day! Why, I’m burning to see the enclosure.”~“
114       11|        ecstasy. “You bet you know I’m proud of it!”~The men clambered
115       11|           don’t rightly know what I’m saying now! I’m drunk.”~
116       11|         know what I’m saying now! I’m drunk.”~And drunk, indeed,
117       11|        finish; but, oh, you know, I’m not defending that story
118       12|            to him as she did so.~“I’m afraid of dying! I’m afraid
119       12|              I’m afraid of dying! I’m afraid of dying!” He had
120       12|        stupid of me to have come. I’m going—”~“No,” she answered
121       12|             are you going to do?~“I’m going to box the man’s ears—
122       12|         then in a low voice:~“Oh, I’m a wreck! Do help me sit
123       12|         thought he was listening to M. Venot, when that old gentleman
124       12|             yesterday. As for me, I’m out of everything; I have
125       12|           ve got to do. As far as I’m concerned, I want everybody
126       12|          band was surprised to find M. Venot busily conferring
127       12|            interrupted them. It was M. Venot, and he had come
128       12| insignificant!”~This opinion caused M. Venot to smile. However,
129       12|           up a smiling group, while M. Venot came gliding in behind
130       13|           bad what I did. You see I’m sorry for my fault. It makes
131       13|             ten louis? No, never! I’m too fond of you. Good gracious,
132       13|            The porter told her that M. Georges had gone out at
133       13|         same reply.~“No, my girl, I’m short. But would you like
134       13|        while, but when I tell you I’m in a hurry—I go to bed with
135       13|        owing to your brother that I’m going out to earn twenty–
136       13|             brother’s a man; what I’m saying doesn’t apply to
137       13|             He needn’t know where I’m going. I always let out
138       13|             let out too much when I’m in a rage.”~She began laughing.
139       13|           you understand? And now I’m off!”~And she left him,
140       13|            Now do just ask Zoe if I’m at all mixed up in it. Zoe,
141       13|              Oh, you know, my pet—I’m sorry if it vexes you—I
142       13|      ruining them with a courtesan. M. Venot alone still remained
143       13|          strings. She complained to M. Venot, begging him to take
144       13|             him and said:~“I say, I’m giving it you because it
145       13|            t want to! D’you think I’m built that way? Just look
146       13|               Hit harder. On, on! I’m wild! Hit away!”~She was
147       13|  circumlocution, informing him that M. Venot, looking utterly
148       13|             lifted his eyes; it was M. Venot. He was surprised
149       13|            in that cry. He drenched M. Venot’s face with tears;
150       13|           sake, take me away!”~Then M. Venot pressed him to his
151       13|          any longer! Take me away!”~M. Venot took him away as
152       13|           everything, everything. I’m very wretched. Oh yes, I
153       13|           They’ll again be saying I’m a hussy. To think of the
154       13|             s broken plaint:~“Oh, I’m wretched! Oh, I’m wretched!
155       13|             Oh, I’m wretched! Oh, I’m wretched! I can’t go on
156       13|             get along, you swine! I’m less dirty than you!”~She
157       13|          Satin’s mishap, adding:~“I’m going to the hospital. Nobody
158       14|       crying out:~“Tell Rose that I’m waiting for her. She’ll
159       14|             a house ready for me. I’m certainly not going to let
160       14|           soul. It’s disgraceful; I’m ruined by it. And, you know,
161       14|            I could have foreseen, I’m the one that would have
162       14|        painfully left the chest.~“I’m coming down; I’m coming
163       14|          chest.~“I’m coming down; I’m coming down,” she whispered. “
164       14|         another. Ah well! You see I’m quite silly over it now.