Chapter

1  3,3|  this letter, M. de Chalusse flung himself into a postchaise,
2  6,2|    She tottered to her room, flung herself on the bed, and
3  7,6|     this moment the door was flung open, and a man sprang upon
4  7,6|   irresistible strength, and flung him on his knees at Madame
5 10,5| holding two letters which he flung upon the table, saying: "
6 13,8|      off his eternal fez and flung it on to the table, swearing
7 15,6|   the abyss into which I had flung myself. it was too late.