Part,  Chapter

1     I,       V|      her polite commands, so, throwing away my cigar, I bowed to
2    II,       I|      her, went up the ladder, throwing me a haughty glance because
3    II,      IV|    from our seats, and Cenni, throwing the chain she had braided
4    II,      VI|   take care!" said Siegfried, throwing the ball at me. The ball
5    II,      IX|       rose from my seat, and, throwing myself into an attitude
6    II,     XIV|   closed. It's nothing." And, throwing the rubber cloak from my
7    II,     XIV|     and with an angry gesture throwing it almost into the fire.~ ~
8    II,    XVII| climbing up into his lap, and throwing his little arms caressingly