Chapter

1  1,2| Marguerite than vain threats and weak lamentations. It seemed
2  6,5|        he will save us. If he is weak - ah, well! we shall perish.
3  9,6|      nature was not one of those weak ones which are become intoxicated
4 10,1|          none of us without some weak spot in our armor, a spot
5 10,1|   painful. M. Isidore Fortunat's weak place was his cash-box.
6 11,1|   follows great misfortunes with weak natures. ~"Such is life,"
7 12,1|      woman he loved. He knew the weak spot in the marquis's armor
8 15,5|       the walls for support; too weak from lack of food to carry
9 18,5|       the baron, and he had been weak enough to give her the thirty