Chapter

 1 1 |     months afterward a man took pity on her and tried to heal
 2 2 |        indulgence, that natural pity that I have already confessed,
 3 3 |       my indulgence passed into pity, almost into a kind of love
 4 3 |         them, is it not well to pity them? You pity the blind
 5 3 |      not well to pity them? You pity the blind man who has never
 6 3 |    cloak of shame, you will not pity this blindness of heart,
 7 3 | courtesan the offering of their pity, and at times a great man
 8 4 |         sell. ~"Oh, men have no pity! or rather, I am wrong,
 9 4 |      you. As for me, I can only pity you." ~"It is true," he
10 11|        was mingled with a great pity. I walked to and fro in
11 17|      inclined to, so much did I pity him, but I was afraid lest,
12 24|     sent to ask me for a little pity, since she had no longer
13 24|  yesterday to Mlle. Olympe, and pity for what you are perhaps
14 24|         till now. You will have pity on me, won't you? And you
15 25|         tear in pieces, without pity or discernment, those who
16 26|         Duvernoy to ask you for pity I was utterly worn out,
17 26|  sincere, and that he will have pity on her who, dying young