Chapter

1        V| thought that a libertine’s caprice should dare rest for an
2        X|    moment of anger, even a caprice, may deprive me of everything.”~ ~
3     XVII|   like a reed to her every caprice—and Heaven knows she had
4    XXVII|   death-warrant.~ ~Strange caprice of destiny! He was innocent,
5       LI|  be the slave of her every caprice—and she has forty years
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