Chapter

 1 2 |     witnessed came back to my memory, and I regretted her death
 2 2 |      has helped to refresh my memory in regard to some points
 3 7 |    the impression, if not the memory, faded gradually from my
 4 8 |  Marguerite is so fresh in my memory that I can not help recalling
 5 9 |  seemed to be looking back in memory, but she could not, or seemed
 6 12| belonged to me; I searched my memory for the names of those whose
 7 12|  before is wiped out from the memory of the two lovers. It is
 8 12|       exalted into joy at the memory of the words we had exchanged
 9 13|    words, especially with the memory of a first night of love,
10 21|     have been effaced from my memory, and if I had any fear,
11 23|      endure it no longer. The memory of Marguerite pursued me
12 23| constant thought, a ceaseless memory. Unfortunately, evil passion
13 25|        you are noble, and the memory of a good deed will redeem
14 25|     new feelings silenced the memory of the happy days I had
15 26|      ago if I had not had the memory of your love to help me
16 26|       saw how pale I was. The memory of his daughter's death