Chapter

 1 1 |        And in spite of myself I began to feel melancholy over
 2 4 |         for him, his eyes again began to fill with tears; he saw
 3 5 |         of Marguerite, I always began by saying: ~"Did you ever
 4 6 | grave-diggers took a shovel and began emptying out the earth;
 5 6 |     coffin was of oak, and they began to unscrew the lid. The
 6 6 |       the men put out his hand, began to unsew the shroud, and
 7 6 |     hold of each end of it, and began to carry it toward the place
 8 7 |          All the same, my heart began to beat when I knew that
 9 8 |     back the bag, and, turning, began to talk with the duke. ~
10 9 |       sure." ~And Mme. Duvernoy began to turn it over, as it lay
11 9 |        for my dinner." ~And she began to run her fingers over
12 9 |      and went to the piano, and began to play the wonderful melody
13 9 |        do. Over again." ~Gaston began over again, after which
14 9 |          She took her place and began to play; but her rebellious
15 9 |      furious with him." And she began again, always with the same
16 9 |         to the piano again, and began to hum over a very risky
17 10|        very happy." ~Marguerite began to laugh. ~"What are you
18 10|    seemed to me that Marguerite began to share my agitation, and
19 11|        I did not go to bed, but began to reflect over the day'
20 11|       the thought of it; then I began to fear lest Marguerite
21 11|        bed, and disappeared. ~I began to think over this poor
22 12|       the morning, as the light began to appear through the curtains,
23 13|      rose, opened the piano and began to play the Invitation a
24 14|       14 ~When I reached home I began to cry like a child. There
25 14|         closed upon me. ~Then I began to believe, with the superstition
26 14|   answered long before. ~Then I began to regret the terms of my
27 14|       see her again. ~At last I began to believe that she would
28 14|       sleep if I went to bed, I began to pack up my things. ~ ~
29 16|      that I was living them. ~I began by borrowing five or six
30 16|         ever. ~As I told you, I began by being allowed to stay
31 16|       she already realized. She began to spend some of her evenings
32 16|        the house so long that I began by thinking of it as mine,
33 17|         at Point du Jour. ~Then began an existence which I shall
34 18|       not been sent back, and I began to be anxious in spite of
35 19|         all its simplicity, and began to consult me as to its
36 19|    moralizings of Prudence. ~We began to look out for flats. All
37 21|   hearing my comment, her tears began to flow so copiously that
38 22|    circle little by little, and began to oppress my head and heart.
39 22|       from the church tower. ~I began to fear lest some one should
40 22|          I set out. ~At first I began to run, but the earth was
41 22|        of a dead city. The dawn began to break. When I reached
42 23|      heart. Then my tears again began to flow. ~My father had
43 23|      doctor let her get up, she began again at the risk of her
44 23|        should be my mistress. I began by dancing with her. Half
45 24|     flung them on the sofa, and began hurriedly to undo the front
46 26|       no means surprised. ~Then began that series of days; each