Chapter

 1  7,5|     from his pocket a scrap of paper, and flourishing it triumphantly,
 2  8,2| windows, hung with soiled wall paper, and adorned with chintz
 3 10,6|   superscription and smell the paper, which was strongly scented
 4 11,4|    hair covered with scraps of paper. In the meantime, Marguerite
 5 12,3|     torn and crumpled scrap of paper, she handed it to her son,
 6 13,8|         Besides I never open a paper without reading: 'Such a
 7 15,4|   handing it to me. I took the paper as he bade me, and read
 8 16,3|       Come! here is a scrap of paper and a pencil. You had better
 9 17,3|   soiled and crumpled sheet of paper triumphantly in the air,
10 19,4|      tiny, perishable scrap of paper would be the only proof