Chapter

 1 III  |         out of that confusion, my dear uncle, you are a clever
 2 III  |           I love you well, my own dear Gräuben!”~ “Hallo!” cried
 3 IV   |       with clasped hands.~“No, my dear Martha, he will eat no more.
 4 IV   |   undecipherable scrawl.”~“Oh, my dear! must we then all die of
 5 VII  |        last she said, “Axel!”~“My dear Gräuben.”~“That will be
 6 VII  |          an undertaking?”~“No, my dear Axel, and I would willingly
 7 VII  |      thing tomorrow.”~“To-morrow, dear Axel, I will say what I
 8 VII  |           to my ears, saying, “My dear Axel?”~I came out of my
 9 VII  |          change her mind.~“Ah! my dear Axel,” she said. “I see
10 VII  |         will no doubt succeed. My dear Axel, it is a grand thing
11 VII  | independently, and free to —”~The dear girl only finished this
12 VII  |           horror and disgust. But dear Gräuben was there; so I
13 VII  |     Gräuben!” I murmured.~“Go, my dear Axel, go! I am now your
14 VIII |       these direct level lines so dear to railway companies.~I
15 XXI  |           I kept it for you.”~“My dear uncle,” I said, whilst hot
16 XXIX |            I answered feebly.~“My dear nephew,” said my uncle,
17 XXXVI|       down! down! down!”~“But, my dear uncle, do let me ask you
18 XXXIX|        many other eatable shrubs, dear to ruminant animals at every
19 XLII |         the Königstrasse, my poor dear Gräuben, that kind soul