Chapter

 1 2 |  camellias. At the florist's, Madame Barjon's, she had come to
 2 7 |      is what you think of me, madame, I have only to ask your
 3 9 |          As far as that goes, madame," I said, bowing, and succeeding
 4 9 |    seemed not to, remember. ~"Madame," I continued, "I am grateful
 5 9 |      up to her, said: "Adieu, madame." ~Marguerite rose. "Adieu,
 6 9 |       asked Marguerite. "Yes, madame, in one moment." ~"Apropos,"
 7 10|     You are killing yourself, madame," I said to her in a moved
 8 11|        said Marguerite. ~"No, madame." ~"Say that she is to be
 9 11|    one's self." ~"Come, come, madame, be calm," said Nanine; "
10 11|       I will send her to you, madame, the moment she comes." ~"
11 11|       It will do you no good, madame," said Nanine. ~"So much
12 14|     to him. ~"Sir," said he, "madame was not up, and still asleep,
13 18|      asked Marguerite. ~"Yes, madame, in the carriage; she said
14 21|         Did you expect her?" ~Madame Duvernoy reddened, and replied,
15 22| Marguerite's room. ~"Where is madame?" ~"Gone to Paris," replied
16 22| raining." ~"No matter." ~"But madame will be coming back, or
17 24|        Nanine opened to me. ~"Madame can not receive you," she
18 24|  rushed to the Rue d'Antin. ~"Madame left for England at six
19 25|     Then he said to me: ~"So, madame, it is not by remonstrances
20 25|    love? Think over all that, madame. You love Armand; prove
21 26|       this is what it says: ~"MADAME: I have just learned that
22 26|       simply to write to you, madame, to tell you how pained
23 26|     impatiently. "Believe me, madame, ~ "Yours most faithfully." ~