Chapter

 1 4 |     patience with which you have listened to me." ~"Sir," I answered, "
 2 8 |        calling me, I think." ~We listened. A voice was calling, "Prudence!" ~"
 3 10|         me." I did not answer; I listened. This frankness, which was
 4 11|       her open the outer door. I listened. ~The person whom she had
 5 15|   satisfaction is denied us." ~I listened, and I gazed at Marguerite
 6 17| important to tell her, and I had listened at the door of the room
 7 18|        above the house; there we listened to the cheerful harmonies
 8 18|        its bed of clouds, and we listened to the wind violently rustling
 9 19|       tears came to my eyes as I listened. ~"But, my good Marguerite,"
10 22|    afraid. ~I opened the door. I listened, and heard nothing but the
11 22|         there was still hope. ~I listened at the door, trying to discover
12 26|         I am almost sorry that I listened to your father; if I had