Chapter

 1 1|  petty modern Lucullus. He is rich enough to infuse pomp into
 2 2|  piano could stand. Not being rich enough to furnish this cage (
 3 2|    her young laughter, or the rich tones of her voice singing
 4 2|     was the Countess Foedora, rich and loveless, proof against
 5 2|   even the windows with their rich colored glass. I was surprised
 6 2|        We are all going to be rich. Gaudin will come back a
 7 2|      to you. I shall be quite rich with twenty-five louis.' ~" '
 8 2|        how I wish that I were rich!' ~" 'Bah! why should you?'
 9 2|    mine. ~" 'You will marry a rich wife,' she said, 'but she
10 2| offered. I used to wish for a rich wife, a fashionable woman
11 2|      happier, maybe, than the rich; he has fewer cares at any
12 2|   skin; "I mean to live! I am rich, I have every virtue; nothing
13 2| precious property truly! I am rich; I could buy you all, even
14 2|    engrossing; an inheritance rich in fees and deeds to draw
15 2|       is a king, like all the rich; everything is at his disposal,
16 2|     them. He will make us all rich together, or he is a flunkey,
17 2|     Emile, laughing. "You are rich now," he went on gravely; "
18 3|      flowers all about. He is rich! He has a thousand francs
19 3|     that fellow done to be so rich?" asks a poor law-student,
20 3|  sobbing and half laughing:- "Rich, rich, happy and rich! Your
21 3|    and half laughing:- "Rich, rich, happy and rich! Your Pauline
22 3|         Rich, rich, happy and rich! Your Pauline is rich. But
23 3|     and rich! Your Pauline is rich. But I? Oh, I ought to be
24 3|      then!" ~"Oh, why are you rich?" Raphael cried; "why is
25 3|     yours?" ~"Now that we are rich, my darling, I can tell
26 3|  sufficed to show clearly the rich colors of the carpet, the
27 3|      for the elevation of the rich, and its motto is deeply
28 3|     he said. "I have made you rich; you shall be happy in your