Chap.

 1        1|          his face blood–red, was suffering from little convulsive twitchings
 2        4|       little game, for they were suffering from a fit of stupid imbecillty,
 3        4|  intoxication from which she was suffering, she offered herself to
 4        6|        delicious experiments and suffering the voluptuous terrors attendant
 5        6|     sentiments. She seemed to be suffering from a fit of stupid right–
 6        7|     inside caused him such acute suffering that he pressed against
 7        8| reappearing and causing him such suffering that you couldn’t come within
 8        8|          the morrow, while still suffering from the shock of last night’
 9        9|        contracted in unspeakable suffering.~“Why? Hang it all, because—
10       10|    rejoined in the same painful, suffering tone.~Zoe was in no hurry.
11       10|      muttered.~But he was really suffering. On rising from table he
12       10|         moved and with a look of suffering, had risen and was going
13       12|          But he was choking with suffering, and this sickroom, into
14       12|         fell over the chamber of suffering. The night before, on his
15       12|        of that warm bed and that suffering woman, whom he was nursing
16       13|    absent–minded, and a shade of suffering would pass over his face.
17       13|        not so much as notice his suffering and continued delightedly
18       13|         gave proof of such heavy suffering that at last she noticed
19       13|        torment from which he was suffering. This torment grew and increased,
20       13|        could not prevent himself suffering. Whenever he entered Nana’
21       13|    brother, my brother.”~All his suffering humanity found comfort in
22       13|         Oh, my brother, how I am suffering! You only are left me, my
23       13|   indifferent and at last ceased suffering from these distresses. Heaven
24       14|        not necessary when one is suffering. Hung with Louis XIII cretonne,