Chap.

 1        1|          s ear.~The count and the journalist shook hands, while Blanche
 2        1|              As for me,” said the journalist, “I don’t quite know where
 3        1|           dear fellow?” asked the journalist. “You’re hiding yourself
 4        1|        down and whispering in the journalist’s ear:~“Tell me, my dear
 5        1|            Lucy fell out with the journalist. He was a pretty fellow;
 6        1|          making her talk. And the journalist, raising his voice:~“What
 7        3|         pretty little speech. The journalist, after bowing to the count,
 8        3|         so much work on hand! The journalist thought he knew where the
 9        3|         talk.”~Then he pushed the journalist into a corner and, altering
10        3|          the piper tomorrow?”~The journalist made a slight outward movement
11        3|           a young man in whom the journalist recognized the truant schoolboy,
12        3|        hold of a woman,” said the journalist, “it’s because Paris has
13        3|       continued whispering in the journalist’s ear:~“I’m going to press
14        3|           company at supper,” the journalist gaily continued, addressing
15        4|         did not want to,” was the journalist’s abrupt reply, for he was
16        4|         his watch chain, eyed the journalist for a second or two with
17        4|        Lucy thereupon refused the journalist’s escort home and sent him
18        5|        down his huge hands on the journalist’s slender shoulders with
19        5|          revenging himself on the journalist by overwhelming him with
20        5|        marched straight up to the journalist, as though she had failed
21        5|           he laughed and gave the journalist a keen little look. The
22        5|         Fauchery and himself. The journalist was tired and had flung
23        5|         courses and had given the journalist a box on the ear, an actual,
24        5|         he ended by following the journalist. He experienced a mingled
25        5|           Rose Mignon carried the journalist off with her husband in
26        6|          he grew serious when the journalist told him the amount she
27        6|         peculiar to a second–rate journalist, and in so doing he prompted
28        7|           Tuileries, in which the journalist had mentioned him. The flat
29       11|        felt a kindness toward the journalist. And Nana waxed meditative
30       12|          lady with the lace.”~The journalist stood on tiptoe, for as
31       12|           in the direction of the journalist he seemed still further
32       12|        shake of the hand with the journalist. Together they made up a
33       13|          master of the house, the journalist lied to Rose and took all
34       13| understand. One day, urged by the journalist, she bet that she would
35       13|     little household cares to the journalist and would trust him in the
36       13|         lady’s maid from her, the journalist having formed a high opinion
37       14|          kind, you are!” said the journalist. “Why don’t you go upstairs
38       14|         was always there. And the journalist detained the two women also
39       14|          it do you now?” said the journalist.~“Yes, what good?” the two
40       14|           succeeded in urging the journalist upstairs. Lucy, who was