Chapter

 1 1|        glance at the punters, and cried, in a sharp voice, "Make
 2 1|          God lengthen your days!" cried the two beggars. ~As he
 3 1|          worth of millions here!" cried the young man as he entered
 4 1| carelessly. ~"And now for death!" cried the young man, awakened
 5 1|           of a new toy. ~"Ah," he cried, "here is the mark of the
 6 1|   shagreen. ~"Young man, beware!" cried the other with incredible
 7 1|          of his neighbors. ~"Ah!" cried Raphael, "I was thinking,
 8 1|                     No, not now," cried Raphael, "but when he is
 9 1|          Canalis. ~"Oh, granted!" cried the Republican. ~"That stupid
10 1|       than thieves." ~"Oh, dear!" cried the attorney Deroches. ~"
11 1|   rearranged matters." ~"Oh! oh!" cried Cursy, the vaudevilliste; "
12 1|       made an end of everything," cried the Carlist. "Come now!
13 1|        one treat of virtue thus?" cried Cursy. "Virtue, the subject
14 1|         say," the would-be critic cried down the whole length of
15 1|           science." ~"Simpleton!" cried the man of science, "your
16 1|       rapid exchange of thought?" cried Bixiou in a deep, bass voice. ~"
17 1|            He flung up a coin and cried: ~"Heads for the existence
18 1|              Don't look!" Raphael cried, pouncing upon it. "Who
19 1|           who would die for you?" cried Emile eagerly - this gleam
20 1|       come from the soul within?" cried Raphael. ~"It may be so,"
21 1|           Have your children ever cried, 'I am hungry'? Have you
22 2|     explanation of an amendment," cried Emile. ~"Very likely," said
23 2|        Finely tragical to-night!" cried Emile. ~"Let me pass sentence
24 2|       discipline." ~"Impossible!" cried Emile. ~"I lived for nearly
25 2|           who know no better,' he cried, 'call this sort of business
26 2|         Bah, death or Foedora!' I cried, as I went round by a bridge; '
27 2|          the light fell on me and cried: ~" 'Dieu! how pale you
28 2|        that I slept. ~" 'Ah, ha!' cried Rastignac, as he saw me
29 2|        you have imposed on me!' I cried; 'but I would rather have
30 2|    passionately - not a bit!' she cried. ~"Then she did not love
31 2|   meanwhile.' ~" 'Oh, Pauline!' I cried, as I pressed her hand, '
32 2|     children.' ~" 'Children!' she cried; 'it wants no more than
33 2|            What agony this is!' I cried. ~" 'If it is any comfort
34 2|          wish to be a duchess?' I cried, excited by a sort of madness
35 2|          The present is yours,' I cried, 'but the future is mine!
36 2|     interrupted. ~" 'I am mad,' I cried; 'I can feel the madness
37 2|            We won't go to sleep,' cried Rastignac. 'Joseph! some
38 2|        the presence of a notary," cried Cursy. ~"You have come here
39 2|           Ah! Ah!" ~"One moment," cried Cardot, fairly deafened
40 2|       matter with him?' Taillefer cried. "He comes by his fortune
41 2|       some asparagus?" the banker cried. ~"I WISH FOR NOTHING!"
42 2|    another victim of prejudices!" cried the banker. ~"Let us drink!"
43 2|          A nice excuse!" the poet cried; "ought we not to sacrifice
44 3|         the Marquis?" the steward cried. "He scarcely speaks even
45 3|           for a moment!" Jonathan cried. "Not though you were King
46 3|           it. ~"Old fool! Go!" he cried. "You will be appointed
47 3|          eyes. ~"Oh, my life!" he cried, "that fair life of mine.
48 3|           Pauline to love me!" he cried next morning, looking at
49 3|    fortune. ~"Ah, there you are!" cried Pauline, turning her head,
50 3|           loves me! he loves me!" cried Pauline. ~Raphael felt himself
51 3|         is it not?" ~"Speak!" she cried. "Go on speaking, so long
52 3|        why are you rich?" Raphael cried; "why is there no vanity
53 3|           hair of your head," she cried. ~"I have millions too.
54 3|       escaped her. ~"Come, then!" cried Valentin, holding out his
55 3|         his neck. ~"Kiss me!" she cried, "after all the pain you
56 3|         by some terrible sorrow," cried Raphael. ~"Perhaps you are
57 3|        vague voice within me that cried, 'He is there!' and I turned
58 3|           him. Good heavens!" she cried, looking at her watch; "
59 3|         this for myself!" Pauline cried, creasing the silken bed-curtains
60 3|       will take you back to him," cried Valentin, "for I want to
61 3|     curtain pole. ~"Good God!" he cried; "every wish! Every desire
62 3|         well. ~"Vogue la galere," cried he. "The devil take all
63 3|     growing quite white!" Pauline cried. ~"You can go, Vaniere." ~"
64 3|         here! call a doctor!" she cried. ~"Hush, my Pauline," Raphael
65 3|          kiss. ~"Dear angel," she cried, "when I saw you turn so
66 3|           changed your voice is!" cried Pauline, as she dropped
67 3|           poor child went. ~"So!" cried Raphael, when he was alone. "
68 3|        keep my ass well in hand," cried he. Sterne had said before
69 3|        that result, sir," Raphael cried, "and you will have earned
70 3|             That is quite clear," cried Raphael. ~"But there is
71 3|               Talk of mechanics!" cried Raphael; "isn't it the greatest
72 3|           infernal in the thing!" cried Raphael, in desperation. "
73 3|         let's have a look at it!" cried the delighted chemist; "
74 3|     shagreen at all!" the chemist cried. "We will treat this unknown
75 3|       with them. ~"O Pauline!" he cried. "Poor child! there are
76 3|            too," she answered. "I cried in the night while I watched
77 3|       unfortunately But, no," she cried cheerfully, "there is no '
78 3|     Marquis. ~"Where is the use?" cried Brisset. ~"Where is the
79 3|          tell her, mademoiselle?" cried Raphael. ~"True," the old
80 3|           weather for a duel!" he cried gaily, looking at the blue
81 3|        sir; it is quite useless," cried the seconds and the surgeon,
82 3|       Lord " ~"Go away, go away," cried the invalid. ~In the hours
83 3|           DE DIEU! old witch," he cried; "let me live after my own
84 3|          the face. ~"Monster!" he cried, "so you have sworn to kill
85 3|        went to bed. ~"The devil!" cried Jonathan, recovering himself. "
86 3|        forgotten everything!" she cried, as Raphael opened his eyes. "
87 3|        door. ~"Pauline! Pauline!" cried the dying man, as he rushed