Chapter

 1  2,1|         No more! You bore me to death. Besides I haven't time
 2  2,5|       would have resulted in my death! I should consider myself
 3  3,1|       hate me. They long for my death, which would give them possession
 4  5,4|        Now, however, the sudden death of the Count de Chalusse
 5  5,4|       evening after the count's death, and his emotion was so
 6  5,6|         the Count de Chalusse's death and he dared not conclude
 7  6,1|      had suddenly announced the death of the Count de Chalusse;
 8  6,2|        You saw no refuge but in death, as you have since told
 9  6,5|       ignorant of her brother's death and the complications arising
10  7,2|       enough to laugh, although death was in her heart, and although
11  7,3|       yet it was for your sake. Death would have been a rest,
12  8,2|         where one was worked to death, where one never had enough
13  8,4|        days after her husband's death; and she allowed some of
14 10,2|      was lying there as pale as death with his shoulder broken,
15 11,5|    quiet since M. de Chalusse's death, I cannot understand. However,
16 15,2|        I hoped so. I prayed for death. But, in spite of my sobs,
17 15,2|         brave man, condemned to death, would assume in giving
18 15,2|     fate united us, nothing but death shall separate us. I love
19 15,4|       of my father and mother's death, and intended to compel
20 15,5|        your father. I preferred death. Toward evening - instinct
21 15,5|        an unconscious horror of death that made me long for any
22 15,6| Chalusse's sole legatee, if his death had not been so sudden and
23 16,1|       the morning preceding his death, the count had more than
24 16,3|      must know the cause of his death, so as to avenge him if
25 16,4|       the day after the count's death - a second attempt to break
26 18,1|       couple of days before his death, I have been fortunate enough
27 18,3|          After M. de Chalusse's death, two million francs that
28 18,4|     fortnight since the count's death!" ~Madame de Fondege was
29 18,5|         her husband was braving death to win fortune for her,
30 18,5|         the Count de Chalusse's death, a package of letters, a
31 19,3|     night following the count's death. "Ah, well! Pascal," she
32 19,4|      received on the day of his death was written by his sister.
33 19,4|   hearing of the count's sudden death he bribed the concierge
34 19,4|         this is the scoundrel's death warrant." he exclaimed,
35 19,5|       portion on the day of his death. Well, to-morrow night,