Chap.

  1        1|         and seated himself at a table in the first saloon, which
  2        1|  Steiner, put his elbows on the table and spoke to him at close
  3        2|       say that lunch was on the table. They went into the dining
  4        2|      lady was already seated at table. She had not taken her hat
  5        2|       crossed two knives on the table in front of her. Notwithstanding
  6        2|        vanished—a corner of the table would do quite well. And
  7        2|       an interminable game.~The table had not been cleared. The
  8        2|     installed themselves at the table in an empty space between
  9        2|       lady’s trunks there and a table. It’s there I stow the lubbers.”~
 10        2|        length busy clearing the table, bringing the plates out
 11        2|      her bouquets on her toilet table. What a pity it was they
 12        2|  counted out on a corner of the table, and Mme Lerat took her
 13        2|     upholsteries. On the toilet table the bouquets—roses, lilacs
 14        2|        the corner of her toilet table under an inverted pomatum
 15        3|        compared notes about the table d’hote in the Rue des Martyrs,
 16        3|        footman to clear a round table the countess followed the
 17        4|        manager had arranged the table in the drawing room, a table
 18        4|    table in the drawing room, a table with twenty–five covers,
 19        4|          to our sitting down at table as if nothing had happened?
 20        4|         room.~“Supper is on the table, madame.”~Nana had already
 21        4|     absence of ceremony. A long table stretched from one end to
 22        4|        furniture, and this same table was not long enough, for
 23        4|     midway down the side of the table. The old gentleman whom
 24        4|         his installation at the table.~“In the middle, facing
 25        4|        On the other side of the table Hector de la Faloise had
 26        4|          at the two ends of the table were irregular crowding
 27        4|       given a little stretch of table, but the friend had to sit
 28        4|    Bordenave agitated the whole table with the announcement that
 29        4|         declared.~All round the table the gentlemen in question
 30        4|      bare like that.”~The whole table began laughing, and Mignon
 31        4|   considerable bustle round the table, and the waiters became
 32        4|    handed round, from the whole table where thirty–eight human
 33        4|       meat for me? I can’t; the table’s a league away.”~Every
 34        4|         vocation! All round the table the women expressed themselves
 35        4|   Steiner was presenting to the table at large. The banker was
 36        4|      elbows amid the disordered table arrangements, while the
 37        4|          half turned toward the table, began to gleam as soft
 38        4|        of the candles above the table grew ever yellower and duller.
 39        4|        indeed, to get under the table on all fours and to go and
 40        4|         at the other end of the table. Louise Violaine strove
 41        4|       uprising against him. The table grew merry at his sallies,
 42        4| behaving thus improperly at her table, these ladies were showing
 43        4|     know.”~The company left the table and crowded toward the dining
 44        4|       another, caused the whole table to vanish, as a pantomime
 45        4|       Two lamps illuminated the table, where coffee and liqueurs
 46        4|        somewhere on leaving the table. The company suddenly recollected
 47        4|       In the dining room a card table had just been set out, at
 48        4|        seemed glued to the card table; they had lost count of
 49        5|  standing in front of a console table, surmounted by a looking
 50        5|     hearth opposite the console table, where a coke fire was blazing
 51        5|       From fireplace to console table Mignon paced, sunk in thought
 52        5|        newspapers, while on the table various bouquets lay awaiting
 53        5|        of the room, between the table and the stove. He seemed
 54        5|         to descry a tin–covered table and some shelves garnished
 55        5|         of the flowers upon the table.~“Well now,” continued the
 56        5|     faced a white marble toilet table, which was garnished with
 57        5| position in front of the toilet table, where the basin, full of
 58        5|         burning by the dressing table and by the glass seemed
 59        5|       returning to the dressing table, seemed to gaze with vacant
 60        5|     hare’s–foot on the dressing table and had begun explaining
 61        5|     order to reach her dressing table, she walked very quietly
 62        5|      the marble of the dressing table. The place, indeed, was
 63        5|         forward over her toilet table so very far that the white
 64        5|      same old chair between the table and the stove! He had made
 65        5|  gravely as they waited. On the table there were now only some
 66        5|    chairs, a mirror and a small table containing a drawer which
 67        5|         at the other end of the table, her tail stretched out
 68        6|    occupied one end of the long table, where they sat somewhat
 69        6|         And as they got up from table she once more gently upbraided
 70        6|      directly after leaving the table, had complained of a heavy
 71        6|    could get. Whereupon a round table was rolled up in front of
 72        6|          pushing back the round table. “I haven’t made such a
 73        6|      for lunch, the dining–room table was no longer too big for
 74        6|         When they rose from the table Daguenet remained behind
 75        6|       When the guests rose from table he took the count’s arm
 76        6|      ways, too, her behavior at table was ridiculously stuck up.
 77        7|        and solitary at the vast table and holding a green newspaper
 78        7|         you? The paper’s on the table.” Daguenet’s laugh had recurred
 79        8|   company could now sit down to table. The soup had been already
 80        8|       talked of sitting down to table. That was the only serious
 81        8|       was groping for under the table, caught him a slap to make
 82        8|        on the edge of the night table. But they ended by quarreling.~“
 83        8|      throw her across the night table, and all because he could
 84        8|     dine at Laure’s. This was a table d’hote in the Rue des Martyrs,
 85        8|          and they sat down at a table in the very saloon where
 86        8|     finding room for her at the table, she vowed she had already
 87        8|        she was treating a whole table of little women who had
 88        8|        installed himself at the table on which pen, ink and paper
 89        8|       facing one another at the table. Nevertheless, she poured
 90        8|       box on the ear across the table, remarking as he did so:~“
 91        8|         to Georges lying on the table. Whereupon he folded it
 92        8|      time in front of the empty table, while with theatrical gestures
 93        8|      there were potatoes on the table he looked intoxicated with
 94        8|        chat in front of a small table and accept of drinks, which
 95        9|      about anyhow; the dressing table was greasy, and there was
 96        9|    wallpaper, the greasy toilet table, the whole dirty little
 97       10|        the crumbs from Beauty’s table. He hardly ever left the
 98       10| amiability. When they rose from table he took the young man on
 99       10|         drawers of her dressing table. But all this had ceased
100       10|        always had Mme Maloir at table with her. This lady would
101       10|         would find Satin at the table d’hote in the Rue des Martyrs.
102       10|    Satin was dining at a little table with Mme Robert. Seeing
103       10|        allow him to dine at her table. Noticing his jocular tone,
104       10|  triumph, put her elbows on the table and began in the old familiar
105       10|   anecdotes. When they left the table d’hote she was blushing
106       10|      the marble–topped dressing table. Nana was anxious to keep
107       10|        the opposite side of the table.~“Eh, duckie?” she kept
108       10|        the grapes rolled on the table.~“You bloody clumsy lot!”
109       10|       suffering. On rising from table he had heard Philippe joking
110       12|         on the edge of a lawn a table for refreshments had been
111       13|     upon her plate, had monthly table bills amounting to five
112       13|          which were ranged on a table. She had already broken
113       13|      flushed cheeks beat on the table with the flat of her hands,
114       13|         broken in pieces on the table. She asked if she should
115       13|    curiosity, she leaned over a table in the drawing room and
116       13|       violently down on a round table.~“By God it isn’t fair!
117       14|    basin of water on the toilet table and while washing her hands
118       14|      and placed it on the night table beside the corpse. A brilliant