Chap.

 1        1|          the black hue of a dress coat or a surtout. Notwithstanding
 2        2|          the pockets of his frock coat and presented it to her
 3        3|         his vacant glance and his coat so tight of fit that he
 4        4|        was with the skirts of his coat brushing the floor. He blushed,
 5        5|         was wrapped in an old box coat, part of which had slipped
 6        5|     irreproachable cut of a frock coat. Behind him walked Count
 7        5|           of his highness’s frock coat was sweeping the marble
 8        5|          helping Simonne into her coat, positively writhed with
 9        8|       finest linen, and his frock coat was beyond reproach; in
10       10|        last golden bezants of his coat of arms in the grasp of
11       11|       sunlight and a greasy frock coat that was glossy at the seams.
12       11|       till a stout man in a frock coat should have done verifying
13       12|         her in what looked like a coat of mail. People’s eyes kept
14       13|     squeezed into all too short a coat, he would swagger about,
15       13|    breeches and the full–bottomed coat of red cloth laced with
16       13| chamberlain was undressed and his coat lay spread on the ground