Chapter

 1 2 |     with boredom, and the hot breath of her old life came back
 2 6 |       pause to draw in a long breath, for I, too, felt as if
 3 7 | garden, from which a reviving breath of health seemed to come
 4 9 |     it was simple nature or a breath of fever, there passed from
 5 10|   Marguerite tried to recover breath. Now and again her bosom
 6 18|   come to the surface to take breath. ~Nevertheless, I surprised
 7 19|    Nanine entered, all out of breath. Marguerite rose and talked
 8 22|    with sweat. I recovered my breath and went on. The night was
 9 23|      why?" I said, drawing my breath with difficulty, for I was
10 24|   happy, but while there is a breath of life in me, I will be