Chapter

 1 20|   window, they saw the poor lad lying senseless, with his
 2 20|   stiff as a rush; the poor lad's strength was almost exhausted.
 3 26|   Our Bernais was a prudent lad, however young he might
 4 26|   do you mean by that? Poor lad! No, monsieur, he has not
 5 28| senses, I swear." ~"My dear lad, that was yesterday, when
 6 28|     with regard to the poor lad; that is like a good master." ~"
 7 38|  habitual silence, the poor lad this time found his speech. ~"
 8 46| obeyed in silence; the poor lad had nearly come to the pass
 9 48|     his own, "and be a good lad. Remember, if you talk,
10 48|     to me to be a very good lad." ~     ~ ~ ~ ~    "But
11 48|  Bravo, Planchet, you are a lad of your word, and if ever
12 48| Planchet, he said, "Now, my lad, you may claim your seven
13 52|    life already? Felton, my lad, did you not perceive that
14 52|  That knife was for you, my lad; she would have killed you.
15 55|  But be of good courage, my lad; in three days we shall