Chapter

 1  2,5|       you would try to see your child again, to embrace her, and
 2  2,5|   however, that this story of a child is only a vile slander.
 3  3,3|         she be his illegitimate child, should find herself penniless?" ~"
 4  3,3|         disguised, she left her child on a doorstep in the vicinity
 5  3,4|       wife had given birth to a child in his absence, he moved
 6  3,4|        not only to discover the child, but its father also. He
 7  3,4|         de Chalusse to keep the child with him, nor would she
 8  3,4|         of legally adopting the child, in spite of her protests,
 9  5,2|       voyage when only a little child, and he looked upon America
10  5,2|        a faltering voice: "Poor child! my beloved Wilkie! I shall
11  6,2|        my absence. I sought the child for years, hoping that through
12  6,2|     what I sought, at last. The child is now a beautiful young
13  6,2|    streets of Paris - with your child in your arms - pale and
14  6,4|         on account of my unborn child. My father and mother had
15  6,5|        offer. When Wilkie was a child I did not refuse. But now
16  6,5|       happiness of my brother's child to my son. I see what my
17  7,1|        was being treated like a child, somewhat testily declared
18  7,2|     mother to separate from her child! But you were not deserted,
19  7,3|       soul and body, if only my child can be saved!' I believed
20  7,4|    heart. In that case, my poor child," she said aloud, "you must
21  7,5|        yourself an illegitimate child. Wilkie, you are mistaken.
22  7,5| mistaken. You are my legitimate child. I am a married woman - - " ~"
23  7,6|         heard when he was but a child. Jacques - that was the
24  7,6|      easily as if he had been a child, he set him on his feet,
25  8,1|      giving you?" ~"Ah! my dear child, I've never been so happy.
26  8,2|   excuse this disorder, my dear child. By this time to-morrow
27  8,2|        advantage. Now her "dear child" had declared her to be
28  8,3|       want a chat with our dear child." ~Since she dismissed the
29  8,3|        she began, "Now, my dear child, let us have a quiet talk." ~
30  8,4|        impossible! But, my poor child, what did you do for fashions -
31  8,4|              Is very pretty, my child, and it becomes you extremely;
32  8,4|        Beautiful as you are, my child - for you are divinely beautiful -
33  8,5|       by a "sleep well, my dear child," she retired to her own
34  8,5|      she was little more than a child, when the brother of her
35  9,2|           A thousand thanks, my child! Ah! this is a great relief,
36  9,3|        same reasons as her dear child for wishing to remain at
37 11,1|    toy-horse. The sight of this child increased Chupin's indignation. "
38 11,1|      indignation. "So there's a child?" he growled. "The rascal
39 11,1|         wife, but he leaves his child to starve! We may as well
40 11,1|        hand. "Ah, well! my dear child," he said, in an oily voice, "
41 11,2|       wedded wife, and for your child. If you refuse, I shall
42 11,2|   little fellow," said he. ~The child rose, and timidly approached,
43 11,2|      must have passed since the child's face and hands had been
44 11,2|            And what else?" ~The child did not reply; perhaps his
45 11,2|      examination, and make this child the innocent accuser of
46 11,2|     saying, "Go and play." ~The child had revealed his mother'
47 11,5|       hiding-place will be only child's play to you." ~"Do you
48 12,1|        she has given birth to a child, how she can abandon it,
49 12,1|  somewhere in the world her own child, the flesh of her flesh,
50 12,1|        son, would you marry the child of such a mother?" For he
51 12,1|      transmitted from parent to child, from generation to generation. "
52 12,2|         she had abused the poor child, and had made a slave of
53 15,1|       and fortune. When I was a child, my parents lived at the
54 15,1|     pleasure to think of a mere child. So I lived quite alone,
55 18,1|       ran as follows: ~"MY DEAR CHILD - At last I am on the track
56 18,4|       to take you away, my dear child," she exclaimed. "The owner
57 18,4|    compassion, exclaimed: "Poor child! poor, dear child! that'
58 18,4|          Poor child! poor, dear child! that's true. I had forgotten.
59 19,1|         has happened to my poor child?" ~For the unfortunate girl
60 19,1|    bounds. "Don't tire the poor child," he said to Madame de Fondege. "