Chapter

 1  2,1|      the Count opposed the most perfect urbanity. ~"Gentlemen,"
 2  3,2| Highness replied, with the most perfect coolness; "God alone knows
 3  5,2|         began to enjoy the most perfect unpopularity. To his fellow
 4  6,2|       had obtained flowers of a perfect nut-brown, and Boxtel espied
 5  7,2|     from the mother bulb, pure, perfect, and entire, and from which
 6  8,2|         have divided into three perfect suckers." ~"Oh these bulbs,
 7 10,2|       to make it flat, and with perfect skill set the bone, adjusted
 8 20,2|       Cornelius; "and you are a perfect gardener, my pretty Rosa.
 9 21,1|     sighing, that woman was not perfect. ~Part of the night he thought
10 21,1|      his dreams was by far more perfect than the Rosa of real life.
11 21,2|          Rosa, you are the most perfect being on earth!" ~"After
12 31,1|     black tulip, immaculate and perfect, which should gain for its