Chapter

 1 4 | repeated in Paris, the mother city of scandal, had begun to
 2 5 |       without a guide in this city of the dead, which has its
 3 5 |  which has its streets like a city of the living. The keeper
 4 12| streets were empty, the great city was still asleep, a sweet
 5 12|     to me as if this sleeping city belonged to me; I searched
 6 12|  unfortified and ungarrisoned city. Education, family feeling,
 7 16|     off from the noise of the city, I could hide my love, and
 8 22|   through the midst of a dead city. The dawn began to break.
 9 22|     the Rue d'Antin the great city stirred a little before
10 22|     my father was in the same city, that I might be with him