Chapter

 1 1 |  their scandal. ~This one was dead, so the most virtuous of
 2 1 |       of toilet, in which the dead woman's extravagance seemed
 3 1 |         Marguerite Gautier is dead?" ~"Yes, sir." ~"When did
 4 2 |       the living image of his dead child. Marguerite, alone
 5 3 |   those present had known the dead woman, and seemed quite
 6 3 |       soul; who, when she was dead, dug a grave for her, and
 7 4 |    left her to die like that. Dead! Dead and thinking of me,
 8 4 |       to die like that. Dead! Dead and thinking of me, writing
 9 4 |       lament like this over a dead woman such as she; no one
10 5 |     had already forgotten the dead woman, and along with her
11 5 |      that he was ill, perhaps dead. ~I was interested in the
12 5 |      to think a little of the dead, and pay them a visit. I
13 5 |     guide in this city of the dead, which has its streets like
14 5 |     as much trouble about the dead as the young man who gave
15 5 |      have queer notions about dead folk. We see something of
16 5 |   saying so. Poor lady, she's dead now; there's no more of
17 5 |    folk who come to see their dead four times a year, and bring
18 5 |      honest price. She is the dead body that I like the best.
19 5 |       are obliged to love the dead, for we are kept so busy,
20 5 |       any more, once they are dead! 'Tisn't a merry trade,
21 6 |    when I left her, is really dead. I must convince myself
22 8 |    the count when the duke is dead. It isn't all fun," continued
23 13|   whose wife and daughter are dead; who has only some nephews,
24 22| Perhaps she was injured, ill, dead. Perhaps a messenger would
25 22|  going through the midst of a dead city. The dawn began to
26 24|      When I think that she is dead now, I ask myself if God
27 25|    leave, perhaps, until I am dead. ~You are witness of what
28 26|  exactly taking alms. If I am dead when you come back, show
29 26|      happy indeed when we are dead, for God to let this life
30 26|     never leave it until I am dead. ~Who knows if I shall write
31 26|       actors said. I was half dead when they brought me home.
32 26|       should have thought her dead if I had not heard her breathing
33 26|    from her eyes, and she was dead. ~Then I went up to her;