Chap.

 1        2|   Wouldn’t they let her have a drink in peace? If they were to
 2        4|     against a wall in order to drink a quiet glass of kirsch,
 3        4|       one.~“Now then, old boy, drink a glass! Devil take it,
 4        4|    Bois de Boulogne, and we’ll drink milk there.”~She clapped
 5        4|   cried Nana. “We are going to drink milk, dear. Do come; you’
 6        5|     but if I were you I should drink the champagne at the restaurant—
 7        5|     clinking them together.~“I drink to Your Highness!” said
 8        5|     with a “Monsieur Fontan, I drink to your success!” This he
 9        5|     old actor who has taken to drink. At the foot of the stairs
10        7|      inheritance of misery and drink, which in her case has taken
11       10|     This certainty of food and drink left her lolling effortless
12       10|     round about would make her drink absinthe for the sake of
13       10|   woman, the wanton drowned in drink, had a sudden fit of recollection
14       11|        ceased not to laugh and drink. After all, it was quite
15       12| families; it is the madness of drink which empties the wretched