Chapter

 1 1|       face. But for the wasted arm, thin as a draper's wand,
 2 1|        least, he stretched his arm out to a sideboard as if
 3 1|     him, and linked him by the arm among their merry band. ~"
 4 2|    above her by a pretty white arm. ~"I liked to see the short-lived
 5 2|        my wardrobe, linked his arm in mine, and inquired into
 6 2|        individuals, he took my arm, and we went round the rooms. ~" '
 7 2|       to feel her hand upon my arm; the secret transports repressed
 8 2|     lay like a child, with her arm above her head; but the
 9 3|      offered her his emaciated arm, and went twice or thrice
10 3|         Dear, when I felt your arm against my back, I heard
11 3| Valentin honor me by taking my arm?" ~"I am going to take the
12 3|    said taking Valentin by the arm, "there is scarcely a substance
13 3|        leaned his elbow on the arm of the chair, propped his
14 3|        leaned on his servant's arm; he was wasted and pale;
15 3|        said Raphael. ~"Take my arm, sir." ~"No." ~The feeling