Chap.

 1        1|        Nana lifted her arms the golden hairs in her armpits were
 2        1|         phosphorescent, full of golden sparkles. The house was
 3        3|        up on it, only they were golden in Nana’s case, black as
 4        4|         back of her neck glowed golden under a rain of curls, and
 5        5|    great red robe diapered with golden flames. The little business
 6        5|        on her neck among little golden hairs curling low down between
 7        6|         up the country with its golden disk of light. A sovereign
 8        6| laughing on the highroad with a golden–haired lady, but he defended
 9        6|         of luminous dust in the golden sunlight. Soon Mme Hugon
10        7|        anguish. Every time that golden–haired girls and men in
11        7|   article about me?”~“Yes, ‘The Golden Fly,’” replied Daguenet; “
12        7|         s article entitled “The Golden Fly,” describing the life
13        7|      the fair flesh vanished in golden gleams and how its rounded
14        7|  shadows. She was, indeed, that Golden Creature, blind as brute
15        7|          and her skin looked so golden in the light of the big
16       10|        under the rain of little golden curls which ran riot above
17       10|         thing to leave the last golden bezants of his coat of arms
18       10|      her in her shift, with her golden hair over her bare shoulders,
19       11|       of a cloud, a long ray of golden light ran across the field,
20       11|     itself dry a broad flush of golden light lit up the field,
21       11| sunshades turned into countless golden targets above the heads
22       11|  certainly recognize her by her golden color. D’you see her now?
23       11|        glorious sunlight, whose golden rain beat fiercely on the
24       12|        shoulders. A woman had a golden dagger stuck in her chignon,
25       13|         with silver buttons and golden cords, tassels and fringes,
26       13|       piece of jewelry with its golden roses climbing on a trelliswork
27       13|         grain, the vineyards so golden in September, the tall grass
28       13|         of fading daylight. The golden cords and tassels hanging
29       13|         Chouard, then, that the golden roses flourished on the
30       13|        panels, those bunches of golden roses blooming among the
31       13|        roses blooming among the golden leaves; it was for him that
32       14|        she had nothing on but a golden girdle which hardly concealed