Book,  Chapter

 1        I,  I    |      answered Servadac, with a smile; and with another low bow
 2        I,  I    |         but could not resist a smile on hearing that the dispute
 3        I,  XIV  |       longer an existence.~The smile of disdain again crossed
 4        I,  XV   |          said Servadac, with a smile, “you have determined the
 5        I,  XIX  |       then as if suppressing a smile. Servadac turned to him,
 6       II,  III  |     bowing to the count with a smile of condescension.~“Although
 7       II,  III  |     Perhaps,” he added, with a smile, “even Montmartre might
 8       II,  IV   |   Procope could not suppress a smile.~“What are you laughing
 9       II,  IV   |   Without noticing the general smile which the novel date provoked,
10       II,  V    |    said the lieutenant, with a smile, “the temperature of the
11       II,  IX   | sidling up with a hypocritical smile; “I suppose I am to fix
12       II,  XI   |     good temper ensuring him a smile of welcome whenever he appeared.~
13       II,  XVI  |        Count Timascheff with a smile, “is to make us know our
14       II,  XVII |       a low bow and a gracious smile, the captain withdrew. The
15       II,  XVIII|        I see Montmartre!” And, smile at the absurdity as others