Chapter

 1 3 |        to the Rue d'Antin. The voice of the auctioneer could
 2 3 |     francs." ~"Twelve," said a voice after a longish silence. ~"
 3 3 |     dumb who has never found a voice for his soul, and, under
 4 4 |       his eyes and a trembling voice that he said to me: ~"Sir,
 5 6 |        the young man in a dull voice. ~"Then fasten it up and
 6 7 |     feet, saying in an altered voice, which I could not entirely
 7 8 |        think." ~We listened. A voice was calling, "Prudence!" ~"
 8 8 |       again heard Marguerite's voice calling to Prudence, who
 9 8 |    almost an imperious tone of voice. ~"What do you want?" ~"
10 8 |     her dismal visitor. At the voice of Prudence, Marguerite
11 9 |       accompanying it in a low voice, and when Gaston had come
12 9 |       speaking to her in a low voice. ~"You are mad," replied
13 10|       I said to her in a moved voice. "I wish I were a friend,
14 10|     love you!" I said in a low voice. "Really true?" ~"I swear
15 10|        and said to me in a low voice: ~"It must seem strange
16 11|    first word I recognised the voice of the young Comte de N. ~"
17 12| sixteen to whom nature, by the voice of the man she loves, gives
18 12|       they listen to the first voice which comes to tell its
19 13|        B. ~I replied in a hard voice, rising from my seat: ~"
20 15|        is we, Armand," cried a voice that I recognised as that
21 17|     Tell me!" ~Tears choked my voice. I could only reply by clasping
22 17|       and speaking in a broken voice, "you can report this scene
23 20|         said he in a trembling voice. ~"Well, father, I can promise
24 21|    oneself be persuaded by the voice that one loves! Marguerite
25 21|        said in such a strained voice, they seemed to hide so
26 22|      and heard nothing but the voice of the wind in the trees.
27 24|  humour, and in a really moved voice she said to me that since
28 24|         I said to her in a low voice. ~She pressed my hand without
29 24|     for tears still veiled her voice. But after a few minutes,
30 25|   continued in an affectionate voice: ~"My child, do not take
31 26|      who could not resist your voice when you asked her for a
32 26|        has completely lost her voice, and now the use of her
33 26|       doctor bled her, and her voice has returned to her a while.
34 26|     lace, and said in a feeble voice: ~"I shall die as soon as
35 27|     sorrow wherever I bear its voice in prayer. ~The story of