Chapter

 1 1|          faces of the group. ~"My dear fellow, you must come with
 2 1| thimble-rig is carried on to-day, dear boy, more seriously than
 3 1|          make merry once more, my dear Raphael. Ah! yes," he went
 4 1|    dangerous than thieves." ~"Oh, dear!" cried the attorney Deroches. ~"
 5 1|          poor bargain; you buy it dear, and it will not keep. Does
 6 1|          whatever it is, then, my dear fellow, it will be ascertained
 7 2|             Such were the events, dear Emile, that ruled my destinies,
 8 2|           me pour out my follies, dear Emile; to-day I am barely
 9 2|     bitter truths. ~"In this way, dear Emile, I ran the risk of
10 2|     stirred since within me. You, dear Emile, alone brought soothing
11 2|           else pays! Dissipation, dear boy, is a methodical policy.
12 2|         If you have any sense, my dear fellow, you will ensure
13 2|        comment. ~" 'He is just as dear to me as a brother,' she
14 2|         much notice how I get on, dear mother; but I shall know
15 2|        tried to light for me. The dear child had just poured soothing
16 2|        but I was engulfed. Ah, my dear fellow, we are too ready
17 2|          choose but do it. So, my dear friend, my thanks are due
18 2|         fifty thousand livres, my dear boy, and the prettiest little
19 2|           consult me. ~" 'Oh, how dear to me is this silence that
20 2|         do me a great service, my dear child,' I answered. ~"The
21 2|           in it. Intemperance, my dear fellow, commands all forms
22 2|          I am going to leave you, dear Pauline.' ~" 'I knew it!'
23 2|           feeling." ~"Oh, Raphael dear, I should like a set of
24 3|         professor continued. ~"My dear sir," Jonathan replied, "
25 3|           does as he pleases, the dear child. And besides, I am
26 3|   sleeping. I will go to see him, dear lad; I may perhaps be of
27 3|      power of inertia. ~"Well, my dear pere Porriquet," he said,
28 3|         has never been applauded. Dear, when I felt your arm against
29 3|           no one might enter this dear garret again, my Raphael,"
30 3|     thought. I shall imagine your dear head on the pillow there.
31 3|             I was not reading, my dear angel; I was looking at
32 3|         lips to his for a kiss. ~"Dear angel," she cried, "when
33 3|            he added. "You see, my dear sir, that we are not amusing
34 3|          all. Do you perceive, my dear sir," he said taking Valentin
35 3|          with happiness. Raphael, dear, pray listen to me. Your
36 3|        the use of it costs me too dear. You would not be the only
37 3|     belonged to the type of model dear to the masculine brush of
38 3|        the love of the liberty so dear to him. The child was a