Chapter

 1  2,5|         you plan to murder me in cold blood. You had grown accustomed
 2  2,5|          baroness gave vent to a cold, sneering laugh, and, in
 3  5,2|        of hunger, weariness, and cold. He recollected, and very
 4  6,4|       loved me. It had only been cold calculation on his part.
 5  6,5|        to bed. She shivered with cold, and yet the blood that
 6  7,3|      mettle - and he remained as cold as ice beneath his mother'
 7  7,6|       beyond endurance - - " ~As cold and rigid as marble, Madame
 8  7,7|          was not long before the cold water revived her. She trembled,
 9  8,3|     costly. As the evening was a cold one, Madame de Fondege ordered
10  8,4|         t that thought make that cold little heart of yours throb
11 10,3|         will give it to him." ~A cold chill crept over Chupin
12 13,3| countenance retained its usually cold and disdainful expression.
13 13,5|            pity him deeply." ~As cold and as unmoved as a statue,
14 13,6|      staircase, Pascal wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. "
15 14,2|      Coralth, who was usually as cold and as polished as marble,
16 14,5|  strongly resembled flight, this cold greeting when he expected
17 15,4|       Wilkie turned white, and a cold chill crept up his spine.
18 15,5|         me. Winter came, and the cold weather with it. One morning
19 15,6|       This last word fell like a cold shower-bath upon Wilkie'
20 16,2|    conceived and decided upon in cold blood. ~"To tell the truth,"
21 19,1|         again and again over her cold forehead. "Do you feel better
22 19,1|         such attacks. I was very cold, and the heat of the room
23 19,2|      they gave her some soup and cold meat, served on a corner