Chap.

 1        1|     was white and serious as usual, the count was sitting straight
 2        2| papers. At half–past five as usual, eh?”~“Bring me a pot of
 3        3|      coming forward with his usual exquisite politeness.~Then,
 4        3|  them in conversation in his usual amiable and smiling way
 5        4|     Caroline Hequet, clad as usual in ribbed black silk, trimmed
 6        4|      who was snoring away as usual, and Georges, who had slipped
 7        5|     door had banged with its usual hollow sound a fresh hail
 8        7|     notion as to what it was usual to give, and she could not,
 9        8|     one eats a cake isn’t it usual to shake out the bedclothes
10        8| Robert had quite altered her usual modest expression. On the
11        8|    embarrassed, for with his usual complaisance he was busy
12        9|     at last. He spoke in his usual voice and was perfectly
13       10|  staring fixedly at Nana, as usual. Doubtless he understood
14       10|     Muffat abandoned all his usual self–control under the influence
15       11|  regular fit of it after our usual row, and I wasn’t the least