Chap.

 1        1|     gloves, fascinated in their turn by Nana’s gracious contours,
 2        1|   mattered not: she had only to turn and laugh to raise shouts
 3        1| respectability.~But they had to turn round, for Daguenet was
 4        2|        she began talking in her turn, assuming a serious air
 5        2|          You know it gives me a turn!”~Without thinking about
 6        2|      while her old friend could turn out the most feeling epistles.
 7        2|    hundred and forty. It’s your turn.”~“I play hearts.”~When
 8        3|         everywhere and at every turn. One’s seen faster men than
 9        3|        but they ceased in their turn, and the hushed step of
10        3| Fauchery had invited him in his turn, he looked at his son–in–
11        4|         said Rose Mignon in her turn. “Just imagine, I went to
12        4|    forged millions, was wont to turn imbecile whenever he became
13        4|       anxious to do her an ugly turn. Oh yes, she could see it
14        5|         long waits before their turn for going on the stage.~
15        5|       story while they in their turn crowded against him and
16        5|        Mignon, “it must be your turn!”~Oh, all in good time!
17        5|         on the stage! It’s your turn, Monsieur Fontan. Make haste,
18        5|    scorned to slap him at every turn. What good would it have
19        5|      enjoyment. He spoke in his turn.~“Could not the band accompany
20        5|          This time Nana did not turn round. She had taken up
21        5|      his endeavors he could not turn away his gaze from that
22        5|         halted prudently at the turn in the stairs and was content
23        5|         momentarily inclined to turn La Faloise out. The idiot
24        6|         which were beginning to turn yellow. The day was covered,
25        6|     might. All of a sudden at a turn of the road she caught sight
26        6|        they used the same spoon turn and turn about while demolishing
27        6|         the same spoon turn and turn about while demolishing
28        6|       You know, duckie, I can’t turn HIM out of doors.”~“Yes,
29        6|         not leave off; at every turn of the small deserted path
30        6|  Suddenly the path gave a final turn; the wall ended, and as
31        7|         by elbowed him at every turn and cast inquiring looks
32        7|        that she did not wish to turn him out of doors like a
33        7|    Thereupon at each successive turn the pair treated each other
34        7|      time took a more prolonged turn and, crossing the large
35        7|         he was taking his third turn he was seized with such
36        7|         possible they might yet turn out to be rivals. Some sceneshifters
37        7|      everything slip off her in turn and then would stand perfectly
38        7|        hot this fire is! I must turn round. I’m going to roast
39        7|      husband. And things always turn out that way through people
40        7|        became quite pale in her turn. For some seconds she looked
41        7|         everything he could not turn his eyes away from the window,
42        7|     leaving the doorway, took a turn upon the pavement. Until
43        8|       matters were taking a new turn. The evening before creditors
44        8|       or things’ll take a nasty turn.”~And he blew out the candle,
45        8|         meet Satin, who, in her turn, was busy purchasing a bunch
46        8|      growing sympathetic in her turn and would cite even more
47        8|         me that’s done you this turn; it’s the other one!”~Thereupon
48        8|       Things are taking a wrong turn tonight!”~And with that
49        8|        was going to bed, in his turn, when he noticed the letter
50        8|         to have done her such a turn!~When she was out in the
51        9|        want me for? Oh, it’s my turn! You ought to have said
52        9|       before. Bordenave, in his turn, showed them how to act
53        9|   thought of nothing but how to turn the situation to the best
54        9|       on them.~“Rose, it’s your turn!” shouted Bordenave. “The
55        9|        doing him a blackguardly turn; well, and it struck me
56        9|       pacing up and down in her turn. For a second or two she
57       10|     boulevards the people would turn and tell one another who
58       10|        boon at all, she, in her turn, kissed him on the forehead
59       10|        she kept saying at every turn. “How we did use to laugh
60       10|         that her darling should turn them all out of doors for
61       11|       Suresnes, which, in their turn, were dominated by the severe
62       11|           She broke off, in her turn. There was no need for her
63       12|    mentioned he felt ill in his turn! Oh, it’s true I’ve had
64       12|         family scenes give me a turn!”~Estelle had come up, and
65       13|        over every moment, would turn the house topsy–turvy with
66       13|       devoured by vermin and in turn devoured their own excrements.
67       13|    getting up again:~“It’s your turn now; try it a bit. I bet
68       14|     lost. The waiter told us to turn to the right. What a barrack
69       14|      and very anxious about the turn events were taking.~“For