Chap.

 1        1|        gallery, round the domed ceiling where nude females and children
 2        1|        decided paintings of the ceiling. The footlights were turned
 3        3|         the walls from floor to ceiling. Her daughter Estelle, a
 4        5|     square room with a very low ceiling, and it was entirely hung
 5        5|      heat under the low–pitched ceiling, he sat down on the edge
 6        5|    which would have knocked the ceiling, Bosc, in his purple cloak
 7        5|    their goal there. The yellow ceiling looked as if it had been
 8        5|    under the roof with a garret ceiling and sloping walls. The light
 9        7|      were flaring under the low ceiling, and a vague smell of cookery
10        9| mysterious effacement. Near the ceiling dense night smothered the
11        9|       paper pasted on walls and ceiling was splashed from top to
12        9|    creaked, and beneath the low ceiling, where the air was pungent
13        9|        hung wanly under the low ceiling. In pigeonholes and shelves,
14       10|        with its lofty decorated ceiling, its Gobelin hangings, its
15       12|      cigarette and scanning the ceiling. Amid the household scare
16       12|         still turned toward the ceiling, and her cigarette was still
17       12|      velvet hangings, its moldy ceiling through which the damp had
18       12|   design by Boucher covered the ceiling, a design for which the
19       13|       glow was dying out on the ceiling of the room, and the red
20       13|      should be caught up to the ceiling after the manner of a tent.
21       13|        the door, the walls, the ceiling, he continued pouring forth
22       14|         patch of light upon the ceiling, but the rest of the room