Chapter

 1  1,1|      momentarily lightened his heart faded away again. Since
 2  1,2|      obeyed the impulse of her heart. Madame Ferailleur would
 3  1,2|  prevailed. The worthy woman's heart was pervaded with that lofty
 4  1,2|         She had read her son's heart, and perceiving his hesitation
 5  2,4|     his hands pressed upon his heart, as if to stop its throbbings,
 6  2,5|        evil thoughts from your heart. The adultery of a childless
 7  3,1|        cannot tear her from my heart!" ~ ~So speaking, he sank
 8  3,3|     account book in place of a heart. I know she has at least
 9  3,3|     morning I woke up with the heart of a youth of twenty beating
10  3,3|       beating in my breast - a heart which trembled at the slightest
11  3,3|   folly, the more obstinate my heart became. And perhaps my folly
12  4,1|    been able to drive from his heart, Baron Trigault had passed
13  4,1|   years. The old wounds in his heart opened afresh, and his sufferings
14  4,1|      the workings of the human heart, that this circumstance,
15  5,2|        What bliss thrilled his heart when he overheard the admiring
16  6,1|      in Madame Lia d'Argeles's heart when M. Isidore Fortunat,
17  6,1|      compassion aroused in his heart by the unfortunate plight
18  6,1| remained in the courtyard, her heart heavy with anxiety. Too
19  6,1|    filled the wretched woman's heart with despair. What! Had
20  6,2|  believe it; but in her secret heart she felt that she could
21  6,3|      should not appeal to your heart in vain!" ~She took hold
22  6,4|      to the task of winning my heart, just as he would have devoted
23  6,5|       words stabbed her to the heart, and yet she tried to construe
24  7,2|       physiologists locate the heart, he felt certain extraordinary
25  7,2|      although death was in her heart, and although the nails
26  7,2|       difficult for a mother's heart. "You have suffered cruelly,
27  7,3|   hands, and sobbing as if her heart would break. He would willingly
28  7,3|         and pressed him to her heart in a close embrace. "My
29  7,4|     and the desires of her own heart for those of her son. She
30  7,4|   astray; but he is not bad at heart. In that case, my poor child,"
31  7,7|         Do you suppose that my heart hasn't pleaded for him?"
32  7,7|      his nature. Wilkie has no heart." ~"Ah! my dear friend,
33  8,1|   moment of departure came her heart almost failed her. There
34  8,3|      to me." But in her secret heart, she thought: "This hypocrite
35  8,4|  thought make that cold little heart of yours throb more quickly?
36  9,3|        with a wildly throbbing heart that she opened the communicating
37  9,6|                      6~But her heart throbbed as if it would
38  9,6| something very like joy in her heart. Now she had no fear of
39 10,1|     not in his breast that his heart really throbbed. His safe
40 10,1|        his private office. His heart was leaping with joy, and
41 10,4|        went off with a lighter heart; and on reaching the Rue
42 10,5|     the throbbings of Chupin's heart. He touched the valet's
43 11,4|       open to him her maidenly heart, filled with love for Pascal
44 11,4|     deserted her. However, her heart beat more quickly, and she
45 11,5| devotion and energy filled his heart with admiration, and this
46 12,1|    that had been roused in his heart by the note which Madame
47 12,1|        he had entered with his heart so full of anguish. He was
48 12,1|        No, such a woman has no heart, no bowels of compassion.
49 12,2|      that the throbbing of his heart stopped his breath. ~"By
50 12,3|       tear which made Pascal's heart leap with very joy. "These
51 12,4|       keep mine even though my heart break.' And again: 'Forget,
52 13,3|      Arc de Triomphe. Pascal's heart thrilled with joy. "Fate
53 13,3|      summons affected Pascal's heart like the first roll of a
54 13,5|     secret joy that filled his heart. He feared lest he might
55 14,2|      and rage again filled his heart. "I'm sorry I let myself
56 14,2|        Trigault." ~M. Wilkie's heart bounded with joy, as he
57 14,4|     youth who possessed either heart or intelligence would play
58 15,1|     met for the first time, my heart was stirred to its inmost
59 15,1| impression he had made upon my heart. I met him twice afterward
60 15,2|  narrative that if M. Wilkie's heart was not exactly touched,
61 15,2|      from you'! Ah! he knew my heart. He knew his power! Swayed
62 15,3|        was the husband whom my heart had instinctively chosen,
63 15,6|         and yet, in her secret heart, she perhaps hoped that
64 17,1|   clinched hand, "for I have a heart - but - - " ~"But what,
65 18,1|      rage must fill this man's heart as he felt himself gradually
66 18,1|    sympathy is so sweet to the heart of the lonely and unfortunate! "
67 18,2| talking of you, declaring that heart, wit, talent, beauty, all
68 18,3|      listened with a throbbing heart, expecting to hear a stormy
69 18,5|       head is empty, and whose heart is dry - the woman who only
70 19,1|    chill seemed to come to her heart, her head burned as if it
71 19,2|  happiness that now filled her heart. Again and again had Pascal
72 19,2|    poignant regret came to her heart when she remembered her
73 19,3|      violent throbbings of his heart. He did not wait for the
74 19,4|        Valorsay, and, with his heart relieved of all anxiety,
75 19,5|        emotion that filled her heart, and big tears were coursing
76 19,5|       a young man destitute of heart and intelligence, and inordinately
77 20,3|       rankles in M. Fortunat's heart. ~Chupin's resolution did