Chapter

 1 1|       of that picture with gold pieces," said the merchant carelessly. ~"
 2 1|       distinct, glasses flew in pieces, senseless peals of laughter
 3 1|      passion, and her lover, in pieces. ~Dressed in red velvet,
 4 1|          lifeless, crumbling to pieces, going about with the rustle
 5 1|         horses that tear you in pieces at night, as with Damiens
 6 2|       took out two twenty-franc pieces that I seem to see yet.
 7 2|       gaming-table with the two pieces of gold in the palms of
 8 2| scrutinizes and weighs his gold pieces. No; experience sheds its
 9 2|          I found two five-franc pieces at the back of the piano,
10 2|      two magnificent five-franc pieces were lying, in fact, upon
11 2|         of your poor five-franc pieces. I appreciate the extent
12 2|   squandering paltry five-franc pieces; I will reproduce and sum
13 3|     hands for you to tear me in pieces? You have just shortened
14 3|        or an infinite number of pieces, accordingly as we break
15 3|   withstand it; if it breaks in pieces, and you have no wish to
16 3|      crush Providence itself in pieces like a fly. It would reduce