Chap.

 1        1|    great marble–paved entrance hall, where the box office was,
 2        1|       stairs at the end of the hall, up which the women loitered
 3        1|    naked walls of the entrance hall, which with its scanty First
 4        1|     four walls of the entrance hall amid yearnings sharpened
 5        1|       her mother. The entrance hall was now empty, while beyond
 6        1|         All along the entrance hall men formed a living hedge,
 7        1|   whole corner of the entrance hall and were laughing very loudly
 8        1|        who filled the entrance hall—a herd of men with parched
 9        2|       on a bench in the little hall. The charcoal dealer especially
10        3|        down beside an ex–music–hall singer, the count only emphasized
11        3|       to him from the entrance hall.~And out on the pavement,
12        4|      first fiddle in the music hall where she used to sing he
13        5|        s lodge to the entrance hall of the theater. Along this
14        5|     underfoot. In the entrance hall the company bowed and said
15        6|     first place, there was the hall. It was a little damp, but
16       10|     the moment you entered the hall you were greeted by a perfume
17       10|         furnished the entrance hall, adorned the stairheads
18       10|       received visitors in the hall. The whole thing was princely
19       10|       and went downstairs. The hall door had not yet closed
20       11|    imbecility of the servants’ hall. There was a fierce crush
21       12|      threshold of the entrance hall mosaics set off with gold
22       13|       overprosperous servants’ hall. Julien, the house steward,
23       13|        posted the baker in the hall, and when she came downstairs
24       13|      himself on a bench in the hall. The young woman listened
25       13|      Francois was crossing the hall without any apparent reason.
26       13|      despised by the servants’ hall, the inmates of which were
27       13| Downstairs on the bench in the hall the baker was laughing with
28       13|     new faces in the servants’ hall. Never was there such a
29       13|     with a baritone in a music hall and having been thrown over
30       13|      returning thence into the hall. This overwhelming luxury,