Chapter

 1  4,3|            uttered a cry of agony and grief, and put one of his hands
 2  5,1|           Baerle died, to the intense grief of his son Cornelius, who
 3 11,2|           face of Rosa, blanched with grief, and her beautiful eyes
 4 11,2|          exclaimed Rosa, frantic with grief, "laugh at this moment!
 5 11,3|           away in the violence of her grief. ~Cornelius, frightened
 6 14,1| disappointment, and then to the great grief, of Van Baerle. ~On the
 7 14,2|               more beautiful from the grief which for the last five
 8 17,2|           Cornelius, overwhelmed with grief. ~"After all, it is but
 9 17,2|            who understood the intense grief of the unfortunate tulip-fancier,
10 18,1|            left alone with his bitter grief, muttered to himself, - ~"
11 18,1|         Providence had granted to his grief, and which was called Rosa. ~
12 19,2|                if, in addition to the grief of seeing her no more, he
13 19,2|              see Cornelius, dumb with grief, and pale from utter prostration,
14 19,2|           Rosa's somewhat soothed the grief of Cornelius, yet he felt
15 19,2|               him, who was dying with grief at not having seen her. ~
16 19,2|              has made me ill, but the grief at not seeing you." ~After
17 20,2|             perhaps, with the intense grief which I felt when people
18 26,2|    destruction of the first bulb; the grief of the prisoner; the precautions