Dialogue,  Chapter

 1      I, I   | kissed both his knees and his feet, we were for a moment or
 2      I, IV  |    joy, throws himself at our feet; and, kissing us over and
 3      I, X   |       moving up to their very feet, as if charmed by some melody,
 4      I, XIII|      to be a thousand or more feet deep. There was also a garden
 5      I, XV  |     threw herself down at the feet of the anchorite: and, lying
 6      I, XV  |    shell aid them down at the feet ofthe anchorite. Then at
 7     II, I   |      lays it, in wrath at the feet of Martin. `See,' cries
 8     II, II  |   poison, and laid him at the feet of the holy man, believing
 9     II, III |   cast themselves at Martin's feet, imploring his pardon, and
10     II, VI  |     in the Gospel, washed the feet of the holy man with tears
11     II, VI  |     not be torn away from the feet of Martin. At last she begs
12     II, IX  |       to her, she fell at the feet of the holy man; and on
13    III, VI  |     touch the ground with his feet. But if at any time Martin
14    III, VI  |      from a cloud, with their feet turned upwards, and yet
15    III, XV  |     and throws himself at the feet of Martin, begging for pardon