Part,  Chapter

 1      I,     III|          mention my name: Alfred Cambray - "~ ~"Oh, I should forget
 2      I,     III|        my mama's carriage."~ ~M. Cambray was obliged to submit to
 3      I,     III|     tones of a harmonium; and M. Cambray recognized a favorite air -
 4      I,     III|        mama is very nervous." M. Cambray softly opened the door,
 5      I,     III|   beautiful golden hair. When M. Cambray, in his plain brown coat
 6      I,     III|   excitement followed.~ ~Here M. Cambray came forward and said:~ ~"
 7      I,     III|       child, who had followed M. Cambray into the room, then sank
 8      I,     III|          salon gathered about M. Cambray. The ladies seized his hands;
 9      I,     III| patronizing tone.~ ~"I am Alfred Cambray," was the simple response.~ ~"
10      I,     III|         what has happened?"~ ~M. Cambray related how and where he
11      I,     III|          the women wept. When M. Cambray concluded his recital, the
12      I,     III|   extending both hands toward M. Cambray. "I hope you will allow
13      I,     III|        most horrible fate."~ ~M. Cambray listened to these profuse
14      I,     III|       most valued ornament.~ ~M. Cambray expressed his thanks, pressed
15      I,     III|        door, himself assisted M. Cambray to enter it. Then he shook
16      I,     III|       the boudoir door behind M. Cambray, the suffering countess
17      I,     III|      actors?"~ ~ ~ ~Meanwhile M. Cambray drove rapidly in the Marquis
18      I,     III|        the carriage door, and M. Cambray found himself confronted
19      I,     III|          here? My name is Alfred Cambray."~ ~"You are the very one
20      I,     III|  expecting."~ ~And now it was M. Cambray's turn to laugh merrily.~ ~
21      I,     III|         laugh merrily.~ ~When M. Cambray's pockets had been searched,
22      I,     III|           I have dined," said M. Cambray.~ ~The jailer placed the
23      I,     III|    marquis laughed.~ ~"I see, M. Cambray, that you are not the sort
24      I,     III|         ironically ejaculated M. Cambray.~ ~"Beg pardon, but there
25      I,     III|           monsieur," interrupted Cambray, "but it is not the custom
26      I,     III|  overtaken?" hastily interrupted Cambray, forgetting himself.~ ~"
27      I,     III|        direction he has gone."~ ~Cambray repressed the sigh of relief
28      I,     III|          move I cannot allow, M. Cambray!" sharply responded the
29      I,     III|       with his affairs."~ ~Again Cambray smiled scornfully.~ ~"You
30      I,     III|        this witness be?" queried Cambray.~ ~"The child you picked
31      I,     III|    street."~ ~"What!" ejaculated Cambray, incredulously. "The little
32      I,     III|      Fervlans.~ ~"Then" - and M. Cambray brought his hands together
33      I,     III|              With sudden fury M. Cambray tore from his breast the
34      I,     III|          future."~ ~"And now, M. Cambray," pursued the marquis, "
35      I,     III|        Where is this country, M. Cambray?"~ ~"In the moon, perhaps!"
36      I,     III|         dreamed all this!"~ ~"M. Cambray, let us talk sensibly. You
37      I,     III|         le marquis," interrupted Cambray, "that I must refuse so
38      I,     III|         You are not a banker, M. Cambray; that is merely a fable.
39      I,     III|            And if I tell you, M. Cambray, that your refusal may cost
40      I,     III|          should reply," returned Cambray, smiling calmly, as he took
41      I,     III|  Fervlans. "I will tell you that Cambray the banker may say what
42      I,      IV|          Amélie's portrait to M. Cambray in that ridiculous farce.
43      I,      IV| prisoners of their trinkets, and Cambray is still far enough from
44   VIII,       I|      entered the pavilion.~ ~"M. Cambray!" exclaimed the baroness.~ ~"
45   VIII,       I|   baroness.~ ~"Yes, madame; I am Cambray, with my other name, Marquis
46   VIII,       I|   changed? Has she grown? Oh, M. Cambray! in pity tell me - tell
47   VIII,      II|       young girl the portrait M. Cambray had given her. "And this,"
48   VIII,      II|           It was your old friend Cambray."~ ~"Cambray?" echoed Marie,
49   VIII,      II|          old friend Cambray."~ ~"Cambray?" echoed Marie, with mingled
50   VIII,      II|       delight and astonishment. "Cambray is here? My deliverer, my
51   VIII,      II|           Gone away? Impossible! Cambray would not go away without
52   VIII,      II|     Listen, and I will tell you. Cambray brought these pictures and
53   VIII,      II|          seized upon your friend Cambray; and the noble old man is
54   VIII,      II|      Marie, do you wish to go to Cambray to learn from him that I
55   VIII,      II|          toward Marie the letter Cambray had given her.~ ~"Read this,
56   VIII,      II|       Amélie with my good friend Cambray?"~ ~"Go, then; go - go,"
57   VIII,     III|          carbine on the ground. "Cambray - d'Avoncourt - here?"~ ~"
58     IX,       I|      come in quest of her friend Cambray, rang the bell, the door
59     IX,       I|       Marie. "Where is my friend Cambray?"~ ~"How should I know where
60     IX,       I|         but you will not find M. Cambray, for he does n't want to
61     IX,       I|         voice, into every room, "Cambray! father! art thou here?"
62     IX,       I|          if he were speaking.~ ~"Cambray! father!" called Marie;
63     IX,       I|     approach.~ ~"Let me come in, Cambray. It is I, your little Marie.
64     IX,       I|          me come in to you, papa Cambray," she called, simulating
65     IX,       I|    button. Good night, dear papa Cambray!"~ ~The sick man turned
66     IX,       I|      wick in the night-lamp near Cambray's head illumined his ghastly
67     IX,      IV|        to accompany to Raab? Had Cambray, perhaps, prevented her
68      X,       I|        his superior."~ ~"If only Cambray had not died!" ejaculated
69      X,     III|       horrid influenza poor papa Cambray brought with him from Paris.