Chapter

 1  1,1| struggle on for her sake," he muttered, like a man who foresees
 2  3,2|      have been slandered!" he muttered. ~ ~"Abominably. Last Sunday
 3  4,1|      can she do with it all?" muttered the baron, overcome with
 4  5,4|   hastily dressed himself, he muttered: "The viscount here, at
 5  7,1|     is very stylish here," he muttered. ~A couple of servants -
 6  9,2|       shrugged her shoulders, muttered a few inaudible words, and
 7  9,4|       Leon - " "Dear me," she muttered, "here is the name in full.
 8  9,6|      who will avenge me!" she muttered. ~Fortunately she had a
 9 10,1|       She's on the scent," he muttered; "and she has luck in her
10 10,3|     his head. "I have it!" he muttered; "my man's caught!" And
11 10,3|  hurriedly away. "Return!" he muttered; "not I! I thought for a
12 10,4|      transformation. "Ah!" he muttered, "I was a sorry looking
13 10,6|       iron. "Madame Paul," he muttered, "that must be the rascal'
14 10,6|     la Seine. "Here I am," he muttered. "I've come more quickly
15 11,1|      if for nothing else," he muttered through his set teeth. "
16 11,3|       the Rue de Flandres, he muttered: "Take twenty sous from
17 12,4|      was mad, raving mad!" he muttered. "The fraud is palpable,
18 13,4|   relief. "I've finished," he muttered, as he tied up the bundle
19 14,4| behind him. ~"What an idiot!" muttered M. de Coralth. "And to think
20 14,4| engaged in loading. "Ah, ha!" muttered M. Wilkie, "it was fortunate
21 15,5|   ever so! it is ever so!' he muttered. 'To love is to incur the
22 17,4|     That's M. Ferailleur," he muttered, "I'm sure of it, and I'
23 18,3|       officer's wife by law," muttered the lieutenant. ~Was his
24 20,1|    trembled, turned pale, and muttered: "Perhaps it's he!" ~Tortured