Chap.

  1        1|          your stage box for Lucy?” asked Hector.~“Yes,” replied his
  2        1|          religiously attentive. He asked a question.~“And Nana, the
  3        1|           the balcony?” La Faloise asked suddenly. “The lady with
  4        1|           He lowered his voice and asked, laughing:~“At the Tricons’,
  5        1|            there, my dear fellow?” asked the journalist. “You’re
  6        1|            IS that man’s name?” he asked.~Fauchery failed to observe
  7        2|        head.~“He’s gone then?” she asked the maid who presented herself.~“
  8        2|          interrupting herself, she asked with a laugh if one would
  9        2|           sight of her. She simply asked her why she hadn’t come
 10        2|          was shuffling, Mme Maloir asked who it was.~“Oh, nobody
 11        2|               You have the money?” asked the aunt.~“Dear, dear! That
 12        2|        silent.~“Who are they?” she asked at last. “You know them?”~“
 13        2|         the drawing room empty and asked herself whether Zoe had
 14        2|       maternal, tapped her leg and asked for fun:~“You want me to
 15        2|          He was a fellow who never asked for any favors. He was only
 16        3|            out of sorts, my dear?” asked Mme Chantereau, the wife
 17        3|            understand.”~“But why?” asked Mme Chantereau.~“Good gracious,
 18        3|          his lofty piety! Fauchery asked if he should have the honor
 19        3|         Philippe is not in Paris?” asked Count Muffat.~“Dear me,
 20        3|            Well, shall we be off?” asked La Faloise, mentally vowing
 21        3|               What d’you mean?” he asked, turning round and recognizing
 22        3|           Monsieur de Vandeuvres,” asked Mme Chantereau, raising
 23        3|          an album in his hands and asked him to put it on the piano.
 24        3|          close.~“Are you serious?” asked Vandeuvres, who thought
 25        3|          working as late as this?” asked Mme du Joncquoy. “I thought
 26        4|              Is everything ready?” asked Nana when she returned at
 27        4|         she could get near him she asked him in a low voice:~“Will
 28        4|        grew anxious about them and asked to see them. Labordette
 29        4|           silent.~“And Bordenave?” asked Fauchery.~“Oh, you may imagine
 30        4|          what d’you say, my lass,” asked Bordenave, “to our sitting
 31        4|          questions which the women asked him he replied by a smile
 32        4|           Rose with their eyes and asked me why Mamma had her legs
 33        4|          What age is your eldest?” asked Vandeuvres.~“Henry’s nine,”
 34        4|       immediate proximity of Gaga, asked news of her daughter, whom
 35        4|       momentarily more astonished, asked Daguenet if all the ladies
 36        4|         dear boy,” Caroline Hequet asked Vandeuvres, leaning forward
 37        4|          wife in that severe way?” asked Vandeuvres.~He leaned forward
 38        4|        their voices, gesticulated, asked questions which no one answered
 39        4|            demanded it back again, asked his neighbors about it,
 40        4|             where’s Nana gone to?” asked Vandeuvres.~Yes, she had
 41        4|     recollected her, and everybody asked for her. Steiner, who for
 42        4|        been uneasy on her account, asked Vandeuvres about the old
 43        4|           the matter with you?” he asked in some surprise.~She neither
 44        4|      laughing loud.~“Why not?” she asked, looking serious and slightly
 45        4|         champagne into the piano?” asked Tatan Nene in great astonishment
 46        4|          her into the bedroom, she asked what she was going to do
 47        5|           light.~“Has he arrived?” asked Prulliere, entering the
 48        5|       patron saint’s day!”~“What?” asked Simonne, coming up smilingly,
 49        5|       bouquet in her arms. Simonne asked cheerfully if it was for
 50        5|           to death.~“And Steiner?” asked Mignon sharply.~“Monsieur
 51        5|            What can I do for you?” asked the portress.~Simonne begged
 52        5|        will excuse me, gentlemen?” asked Nana, again setting to work
 53        5|       prince’s presence the latter asked what was the matter.~“Oh,
 54        5|           How was she to know? she asked. The Tricon did business
 55        5|         moments ago. “You’re being asked for.”~At the end of the
 56        5|         with the old boy?” Simonne asked Clarisse in a whisper.~“
 57        6|         brought her the pieces she asked for. Yet, alas, if her guests
 58        6|      queried Muffat.~“Philippe has asked for a furlough,” replied
 59        6|            is the actress’s name?” asked the countess.~“Oh, I wasn’
 60        6|           of the carriage door and asked:~“Are we there, eh?”~By
 61        6|            behind. After which she asked him questions. Was he comfortable?
 62        6|           still in pain, my Zizi?” asked his mother, who had been
 63        6|              the countess placidly asked Fauchery, pretending at
 64        6|       woman.~“Who’s the tall one?” asked Lucy at random, shouting
 65        6|         goody.”~“What’s her name?” asked Lucy.~“Madame d’Anglars.”~“
 66        7|          be seen about with her he asked for a private supper room
 67        7|            are you doing now?” she asked amicably.~“Becoming respectable.
 68        7|            there!~“By the by,” she asked, “have you read Fauchery’
 69        7|         gazed at the fire.~“Well?” asked Nana.~But he did not answer.
 70        7|            been married long?” she asked.~“Nineteen years,” replied
 71        7|         now thoroughly interested, asked him about the countess.
 72        7|             What were you saying?” asked the count complaisantly,
 73        7|         thing, and now and then he asked himself if he had not dreamed
 74        7|       filled with astonishment and asked himself what he could possibly
 75        7|         men who give without being asked. No, if you were to offer
 76        7|     distorted.~“Que veux–tu, toi?” asked Nana roughly, using the
 77        8|     serious business in life. Nana asked her guests’ permission to
 78        8|         old friends who might have asked her silly questions, but
 79        8|       terrible pace. And when Nana asked her what she meant thereby:~“
 80        9|            him.~“Is she there?” he asked, leaning over toward Bordenave.~
 81        9|     Turning toward Labordette, she asked him in a low tone:~“You
 82        9|           while Fontan sneered and asked in his most contemptuous
 83        9|          another, as though he had asked them to walk on their heads,
 84        9|            house.”~“Where, where?” asked Clarisse briskly, getting
 85        9|           go upstairs?” Labordette asked Nana. “I’ll install you
 86        9|           With that he sneered and asked who had sat for the portrait
 87        9|         astonished.~“Eh? What?” he asked.~“Just this,” said Bordenave
 88        9|            drawing him toward her, asked whether he thought her so
 89       10|          still love your baby?” he asked in his child voice.~“Oh,
 90       10|            short silence the woman asked:~“It’s your brother that’
 91       10|     looking at herself.~“Well?” he asked in utter bewilderment.~“
 92       10|          young man on one side and asked news of his mother. From
 93       10|           the evening she suddenly asked for her carriage and had
 94       10| extraordinary candor.~“You swear?” asked Muffat, already willing
 95       10|           forward with a smile, he asked if Madame would be so kind
 96       10|            matter with that baby?” asked Nana, noticing his troubled
 97       10|           current of his thoughts, asked him if his daughter Estelle
 98       11|            the betting on me?” she asked laughingly.~She referred
 99       11|             She leaned forward and asked him questions in a low voice,
100       11|        looked exceedingly prim and asked La Faloise whether he was
101       11|           that, when an outsider’s asked for, they give tongue and
102       11|          the by, what about Lili?” asked Nana. “That’s certainly
103       11|            very white.~“Well?” she asked in a low voice.~“Bloody
104       12|    yesterday evening!”~And when he asked for particulars:~“Something
105       12|          his own hands, for nobody asked for him; he was in everybody’
106       12|            s the matter then?” she asked. “You’re ill too.”~“No,”
107       12|          him down to her and again asked:~“What’s the matter with
108       12|        without mentioning Daguenet asked him some questions.~“When
109       12|         evening the count came and asked how she did. Meanwhile Fauchery,
110       12| tranquillity.~“What’s the matter?” asked Philippe. “You seem in trouble.”~“
111       12|       their hands glued together?” asked Foucarmont, surprised at
112       12|            She opened her eyes and asked:~“Who is it?”~Zoe was about
113       13|     groping she rang furiously and asked for a lamp. It was Julien’
114       13|           Soon she grew bolder and asked him for loans of two hundred
115       13|           pieces on the table. She asked if she should put these
116       13|            to be sure! Have I ever asked you to do anything so nasty?
117       13|           at sight of Georges. She asked him if he were waiting for
118       13|         known in every capital and asked about by every foreigner.
119       13|         Nana’s he began to cry and asked her for a loan of a hundred
120       13|    Fauchery on her altogether, she asked him if he took her for a
121       13|        waiting for Madame, and she asked for her hat and as she tied
122       14|         too, came up anxiously and asked for news. The two men egged
123       14|          coining up with us?” Lucy asked him.~“Oh dear, no! To catch
124       14|     something like a million! Lucy asked who was going to inherit
125       14|         those poor brats who never asked to be born!~“He’s happier
126       14|              Did she suffer much?” asked Lucy, who was absorbed in