Chapter

 1 2 |             down of a peach that no hand has touched, and you will
 2 3 |            be able to see, close at hand, women whom they might never
 3 3 |       written in ink, in an elegant hand, an inscription on the part
 4 3 |          healed, if only a friendly hand is stretched out to lave
 5 4 |             cover his eyes with his hand. ~"I must seem to you very
 6 4 |            I am happy to be able to hand it over to you." ~"But,"
 7 4 |             Armand, holding out his hand and pressing mine; "I accept,
 8 4 |           happiness of pressing the hand which has written the kind
 9 4 |           with bloodletting, and my hand refuses to write any more. ~ "
10 4 |             his tears, held out his hand to me, and continued: ~"
11 5 |           Armand, but, on the other hand, I was constantly hearing
12 5 |        putting a few coins into his hand, and made my way to the
13 6 |            me he held out a burning hand. "You are feverish," I said
14 6 |            said. ~Armand passed his hand across his eyes and replied, "
15 6 |             smiled and held out his hand. His candles were burned
16 6 |       electric shock, and seized my hand with such force as to give
17 6 |          one of the men put out his hand, began to unsew the shroud,
18 6 |    frightening me made him press my hand and whisper: "It is nothing,
19 7 |            beauty. Only to kiss her hand he felt that he had the
20 8 |            looked my way to wave my hand to her. As I expected, she
21 9 |                And she held out her hand, which I kissed. ~"It is
22 9 |          merely kissed Marguerite's hand, which she held out to him
23 9 |             Marguerite, resting one hand on the piano, followed every
24 9 |           smiling and giving me her hand. "It is not for myself,
25 10|           dress undone, holding one hand on her heart, and letting
26 10|             I sat down and took the hand which was lying on the sofa. ~"
27 10|       coming up to me, held out her hand, saying: ~"Come now, let
28 10|             let us go." ~I took her hand, raised it to my lips, and
29 10|            undone. I recognised the hand of Gaston. ~"We are talking
30 10|            rose, and holding out my hand, "Goodbye," said I. ~"I
31 10|            she continued, taking my hand and placing it against her
32 11|          season. ~But, on the other hand, how was I to reconcile
33 11|            had wept as I kissed her hand. This circumstance, added
34 11|       tonight?" she said, taking my hand. ~"I am ready to forgive
35 12|           their bars, and bless the hand which is the first to raise
36 12|            entered, holding out her hand. ~"Good-evening," I replied
37 13|           she was right; I took her hand and thanked her for her
38 14|           self-esteem got the upper hand. I must leave this woman
39 15|          spitting blood you took my hand; because you wept; because
40 15|           and kissed with tears the hand that gave it to me. ~At
41 16|             I had taken her cure in hand, and the poor girl, seeing
42 16|         said Marguerite, freeing my hand, and interpreting my words
43 18|            of ever pressing another hand than that which one holds
44 18|          said to me: ~"Winter is at hand. Would you like for us to
45 18|             she said, giving me her hand. "This thunder weather gets
46 19|           again and said, taking my hand: ~"Why did you deceive me?
47 19|      receipt for the amount, and to hand over to her twenty thousand
48 19|            thought, and, taking her hand, I said, "Fear nothing." ~"
49 21|        attentively. He held out his hand. ~"Your two visits have
50 21|            then," and he passed his hand across his forehead as if
51 21|              but he only pressed my hand, and left me hurriedly,
52 23|          only sometimes pressing my hand, as if to remind me that
53 23|             scrutiny, I pressed his hand as if to ask him tacitly
54 23|          evil passion had the upper hand, and I only sought for some
55 23|          the eyes and a wave of the hand. ~When I reflected that
56 24|            exaltations in which the hand is capable of committing
57 24|           And Prudence held out her hand to me, adding: ~"Come and
58 24|          low voice. ~She pressed my hand without a word, for tears
59 24|         woman like me. See, take my hand. I am in a fever. I left
60 24| indifference." ~I took Marguerite's hand. It was burning, and the
61 24|           and I wanted to take your hand once more. You have a mistress;
62 25|            the pages written by the hand of Marguerite. A few minutes
63 25|          the machine, to bruise the hand that gives her everything,
64 25|           evidence, offering me his hand, and asking pardon for the
65 26|        smiled sadly and gave him my hand, burning with fever. I never
66 26|            with a friend to hold my hand. It is true that if we had
67 27|        tears of joy, and clasped my hand affectionately. I was not