Chapter

 1  2,5|        me - I wearied you! You loved another! And while you were
 2  3,2|        girl whom I love. She - loved me, and he saw that I was
 3  4,1|     this woman whom he at once loved and hated from the depths
 4  4,1|        from a man who had once loved her. "What can she do with
 5  4,1|         and thus it was that I loved Marguerite's mother." ~ ~
 6  4,2|        Mademoiselle Marguerite loved you, you say?" ~"Yes." ~"
 7  5,6|   paternal home with a man she loved. Forsaken afterward, she
 8  6,2|   tempted the wife I so fondly loved to forget her duty, and
 9  6,2|  Valorsay - all those whom she loved or feared, or hated - rose
10  6,4|     style of a man whom I once loved so devotedly. For I loved
11  6,4|      loved so devotedly. For I loved him, alas! - even to madness -
12  6,4|      alas! - even to madness - loved him so much that I forgot
13  6,4|      the most sacred duties. I loved him so madly that I was
14  6,4|        me at all, he had never loved me. It had only been cold
15 11,2|        ignominy of the man she loved. "The plan isn't hers,"
16 12,1|      honor and of the woman he loved. He knew the weak spot in
17 12,1|      mother was a saint, and I loved my husband; what some people
18 12,3|  justice even to the persons I loved the least. I have done so
19 12,4|    therefore, the girl who has loved you so much: she is now
20 13,4|        rob him of the woman he loved. "If my blood mounted to
21 15,4|     daylight. I had never been loved, not even an hour, not even
22 18,5|      could make this man - who loved her in spite of everything -
23 18,5| contain. I hated my husband; I loved the Count de Chalusse madly,