Chapter

 1 1 |         in the midst of all these beautiful things, they could not help
 2 1 |          was a daughter almost as beautiful as she herself had been.
 3 2 |       regret the destruction of a beautiful work of art. ~It was impossible
 4 2 |      Marguerite had returned more beautiful than she had ever been;
 5 5 |        said the gardener. ~"It is beautiful." ~"And whenever a camellia
 6 6 |       this woman, so young and so beautiful when I left her, is really
 7 7 |       everywhere for this royally beautiful woman in white. ~A few days
 8 9 | introduced to you." ~Marguerite's beautiful eyes seemed to be looking
 9 9 |           me. She was exquisitely beautiful. Her slenderness was a charm.
10 9 |          almost sad as I saw this beautiful creature of twenty drinking,
11 11|         life ever seemed to me so beautiful and so full of possibilities.
12 12|        night she was marvellously beautiful. Was I the cause of this
13 12|          to believe that the more beautiful she looked the happier I
14 13|          that close by there is a beautiful girl who is waiting impatiently
15 16|           I had by me a young and beautiful woman, whom I loved, and
16 23|    magnificent shoulders. She was beautiful, and, from the point of
17 23|           of view of figure, more beautiful than Marguerite. I realized
18 23|          as M. de N., and she was beautiful enough to inspire a passion
19 24|          to yourself that you are beautiful, and that there is nothing
20 25|       himself over me; that I was beautiful, it was true, but, however
21 25|         it was true, but, however beautiful I might be, I ought not
22 25|       from both. ~"You are young, beautiful, life will console you;
23 25|           I have told you, young, beautiful, pure as an angel. She loves,
24 26|          her who, dying young and beautiful, has only had me to close