Part,  Chapter

 1     I,       V|         I ever had, and how she loved that unhappy boy! She was
 2     I,      IX|        had embraced and which I loved, and the independent and
 3    II,       V|        well that in reality she loved you, and you alone. At last,
 4    II,    VIII| happiness. I was beloved, and I loved again; and could the venomous
 5    II,    VIII|       new proof of its value. I loved Flamma, and Flamma loved
 6    II,    VIII|        loved Flamma, and Flamma loved me. This was enough of bliss,
 7    II,    XVII|         luxurious - because you loved wealth and luxury; and your
 8    II,    XVII|       head was false.~ ~And she loved me! She confessed that love
 9    II,    XVII|   language. The child has never loved anyone but me, and no one
10    II,    XVII|   anyone but me, and no one has loved him but myself. And I love