Part,  Chapter

 1      I,       I|        keyhole. The little girl sprang nimbly from the bed, ran
 2      I,      II|        the giant, who, instead, sprang nimbly to the box, and,
 3      I,     III|    these words, the little maid sprang nimbly from the bed, ran
 4      I,     III|          the suffering countess sprang lightly from her couch,
 5      I,     III|      lodgings! The Swiss hussar sprang from the box, opened the
 6    III,      II|        a kiss on his face.~ ~He sprang to his feet, his face pale
 7    III,      II|            With these words she sprang from her seat, untied the
 8    III,      IV|       He fell from the bed, but sprang at the same instant to his
 9     IV,       I|    rival, and from this feeling sprang the desire to compete with
10     IV,      II|       side - Marie.~ ~The count sprang to his feet, surprised and
11     IV,     III|  hurried to the shore, where he sprang into his canoe, and with
12     IV,     III|   hearing the name, Count Vavel sprang suddenly toward the robber,
13     IV,     III| Breathless with fear, the count sprang toward the alcove and flung
14      V,      II|    shriek, upon which the actor sprang with one bound from the
15     VI,      IV|         dropped her embroidery, sprang to her feet, and surveyed
16     VI,       V|       chair.~ ~Ludwig and Marie sprang to her side, the young girl
17    VII,       I|       Herr Vice-palatine?"~ ~He sprang to his feet and began to
18    VII,      II|       which she opened.~ ~Marie sprang from the piano toward Ludwig,
19    VII,     III|         at once."~ ~Satan Laczi sprang to his feet.~ ~"Take my
20   VIII,       I|        was deserved.~ ~Then she sprang suddenly toward her visitor,
21     IX,     III|          She ran down the hill, sprang on her mule, and galloped
22     IX,     III|         and coaxed. At last she sprang from the saddle, and on
23     IX,     III|     stealthily along the trench sprang from their concealment,
24     IX,     III|     passage through the morass, sprang like tigers upon the foe.~ ~"
25     IX,     III|    earth. Three demons, at once sprang to capture the fallen trumpeter;
26     IX,     III|      done credit to a horse, he sprang toward the marquis, caught