Chapter

 1     I|            palm of his hand. Thank God! no guest will come to-day,
 2     I|        calmness and sangfroid -~ ~"God hath brought your lordship
 3   III|          and there with his horns. God be merciful to the poor
 4    IV|         enough to help themselves. God guard them from accepting
 5    IV|           some gentleman's family. God will show the others what
 6    IV|          morality, or religion, or God, or maidenly innocence,
 7    IV|           is still in the hands of God, and I will undertake to
 8    IV|           ever think of her again. God will help me to carry out
 9    IV| irreconcilable enemy, and then the God who remits sins have mercy
10    IV|           of your daughters. Thank God that you have still daughters
11    IV|            handsome family did not God bless you! and, sir, you
12    IV|      before the courts, so help me God! I'll have you locked up
13     V|           the child to her breast. God had at last rewarded her
14     V|           to sing in the Church of God, behind a closed screen,
15     V|            victim in the Church of God itself. Teresa, therefore,
16     V|          who is still conscious of God, and capable of pure delights,
17    VI|      already in his head.~ ~"Well, God be with you, madam!" said
18   VII|            so bombards the ears of God with my praises that even
19   VII|        first lifted up his soul to God, and on such occasions there
20   VII|            must do in the future. "God grant me but one more year
21   VII|            running.[Pg 172]~ ~"And God grant your honour long life,
22   VII|           toasted his honour: -~ ~"God willing, I desire and pray
23   VII|          duet in velvet pump-hose. God grant your honour many more
24  VIII|        said Boltay, "and I hope to God he will not bring it."~ ~"
25    IX|      defender of the innocent, may God grant thee many, many years
26    IX|         your limbs until it please God to take you away.' And so,
27    IX|         faithful soul who, next to God, was her most watchful guardian.[
28    IX|          long as old Boltay lives. God preserve him for many years
29    IX|        dear young lady, so help me God, the one object of my life
30    IX|            to you. Poor Fennimore, God help thee!"~ ~Fennimore
31     X|           confidence; for although God preserve me from taking
32     X|          of humanity. But even now God has rewarded him, for that
33     X|            utter a word.~ ~"Ah, my God! what are you doing?" said
34  XIII|         gallop back again.~ ~"Good God!" cried Rudolf, whose face
35  XIII|            themselves in prayer to God, had shielded and defended
36  XVII|           And now, my dear Rudolf, God be with you! Let us wish
37  XVII|         without perceiving a soul. God only knew where everybody
38  XVII|       deeply moved, exclaimed, "My God!"~ ~Now, for the first time,
39  XVII|          Pg 325] have been praying God that I might never see you
40  XVII|           out here? I am lost, for God has abandoned me. In all
41  XVII|           swear to you before that God who will one day judge me
42  XVII|            what news of Fanny?"~ ~"God help the poor lady, for
43   XIX|          know it. I understand it. God be praised!"~ ~"God has
44   XIX|            it. God be praised!"~ ~"God has indeed blessed your
45   XIX|          learn to bear the hand of God."~ ~"Don't torture me; say
46   XIX|            in her childhood -~ ~"O God, my God, be merciful to
47   XIX|           childhood -~ ~"O God, my God, be merciful to me, poor
48    XX|          he turned his head aside. God knows why, but he could
49   XXI|        hour and in such hot haste. God has brought you. Thank you
50   XXI|            the deepest attention, "God has numbered my days, and
51   XXI|        find that the estates which God, of His goodness, has entrusted
52   XXI|           into possession of them. God grant that they may be more
53   XXI|           in the church to pray to God for the souls of those that
54   XXI|        with flowers, and pray that God may make her who lies there
55   XXI|           head.~ ~"When it pleases God to bring upon me the hour
56   XXI|          joyful resurrection which God grants to every true believer.
57   XXI|    standing before the presence of God. I want my son to be better
58   XXI|       better than I was. Perchance God will forgive me for the
59   XXI|        that kinsman of mine before God's judgment-seat with being
60   XXI|           he has committed against God, his country, and myself.
61   XXI|           his country, and myself. God and his country forgive
62   XXI|        liar and a hypocrite before God if I said, at this hour,
63   XXI|           him have time to turn to God! Nor do I wish him to be
64   XXI|         now, committing my soul to God and my body to the earth,
65   XXI|          putting my whole trust in God, I look forward to the hour