Chapter

  1        I|         full, and from every side little groups of peasants were
  2        I|      bravest attire, with cunning little fichus crossed upon their
  3        I|           No sounds came from the little knots of men gathered here
  4        I|            with repeated blows, a little, bony, nervous mare, fevered
  5        I|           of moderator.~ ~“Wait a little. Do not cry before you are
  6       II|    Oiselle.”~ ~The Oiselle is the little river which one crosses
  7       II|      entrance of the park.~ ~But, little by little, with the habit
  8       II|        the park.~ ~But, little by little, with the habit of possession,
  9      III|           Sairmeuse.~ ~Though but little given to sentiment, he was
 10        V| possessions consisted only of the little patrimony bequeathed him
 11        V|         embonpoint, and stooped a little.~ ~His calm eyes, his serious
 12        V|       turned to the young girl, a little surprised.~ ~“You speak
 13        V|      property consisted of a poor little cottage near the Reche,
 14        V|    cottage near the Reche, with a little garden and a few acres of
 15       VI|         and you will not see your little friend.”~ ~And this simple
 16       VI|       Maurice had not expected so little opposition.~ ~In his delight
 17       VI|      people can call her pretty—a little bit of a thing, so blond
 18      VII|         sipping his coffee in the little drawing-room of the presbytery,
 19     VIII|          What was his surprise, a little after midnight, to see the
 20     VIII|        thing for him,” remarked a little old man.~ ~“Why so?”~ ~“
 21        X|        Duc de Sairmeuse had slept little and poorly on the night
 22        X|        the other; the other was a little too sure of his power. They
 23       XI|      suffered last evening in the little drawing-room in the presbytery?
 24       XI|     collar and dragged him to the little footpath leading through
 25       XI|        friendly tones:~ ~“Go, you little wretch! do you wish to render
 26      XII|           when she looked at that little fool d’Escorval! What would
 27      XII|            and I cannot call this little d’Escorval to account for
 28      XII|          sum in exchange for some little device to send him out of
 29      XII|           follow the marquis at a little distance, but sufficiently
 30     XIII|           his son, “let us talk a little. Are you really in love
 31     XIII|          really in love with that little Lacheneur?”~ ~Martial could
 32      XIV|    probably have astonished her a little.~ ~He, himself, if he had
 33      XIV|       calm, gentlemen, be calm! A little moderation, if you please!”~ ~“
 34      XIV|          to her.~ ~She cared very little about them or about the
 35       XV|          him on the road with his little box of medicine slung over
 36       XV|          he said to you: ‘Go, you little wretch! do you wish to render
 37      XVI|           since she died; but the little pathway which her patient
 38      XVI|        has been allowed to take a little nourishment.”~ ~“You have
 39      XVI|           in love with a wretched little ballet-girl in some low
 40      XVI|           been kind is saying too little,” continued Lacheneur. “
 41      XVI|     Lacheneur began arranging the little packages which were destined
 42      XVI|     Maurice?~ ~He had reached the little grove of pines when a hurried
 43     XVII|     transforming Sairmeuse into a little principality, the duke could
 44     XVII|           him come; then, after a little, Martial made his appearance.~ ~
 45     XVII|              I!”~ ~“Yes, you, you little deceiver! Everybody knows
 46    XVIII|               He really cared but little for the chase; but he deemed
 47    XVIII|        Lacheneur. On reaching the little grove on the Reche, he paused
 48      XIX|       from your penchant for that little girl?”~ ~Martial did not
 49      XIX|         felt that he was at that “little girl’s” mercy. Each glance
 50      XXI|        these prophetic words, the little band paused.~ ~Then someone
 51      XXI|       cheer answered her, and the little band descended the hill.~ ~
 52     XXII|      eight when Lacheneur and his little band of followers left the
 53     XXII|          wedding, but Lacheneur’s little band, which had been augmented
 54     XXII|           reached that village, a little behind time, he found the
 55    XXIII|       around M. Lacheneur. In the little crowd was the abbe, gloomy
 56    XXIII|         was in the centre of this little party.~ ~M. Lacheneur and
 57    XXIII|     called Maurice and drew him a little aside.~ ~“You, Monsieur
 58    XXIII|         group in the shadow, at a little distance, they rushed to
 59    XXIII|       manner reassured the duke a little, without entirely dissipating
 60     XXIV|   fair-haired, with blue eyes and little waxed mustache. His whole
 61     XXIV|      young man should have had so little courage as to remain in
 62     XXIV|          are at your service. The little fool that commanded us this
 63      XXV|           aspect of the place—the little city which was ordinarily
 64     XXVI|       street they saw a soldier a little way from them, who made
 65    XXVII|          full uniform, his face a little more crimson, and his air
 66    XXVII|     Sairmeuse gave utterance to a little disdainful laugh.~ ~“Ah,
 67   XXVIII|        hotel deserted. At last, a little before four o’clock, the
 68   XXVIII|     mastered his weakness after a little and in a firm voice, he
 69     XXIX|      obeyed him.”~ ~“That matters little,” he interrupted; “your
 70     XXIX|         said, earnestly, “nor the little time that is left us. I
 71      XXX|         seated himself before the little table which they prepared
 72      XXX|        and three times they saw a little flash of flame like that
 73      XXX|           expedient.~ ~Moving the little table to another part of
 74      XXX|          only interruption, and a little before four o’clock everything
 75      XXX|         it was the baron. After a little, another form followed very
 76     XXXI|          course, caused him not a little suffering, and he was trying
 77     XXXI|          of a loaf of bread and a little brandy. They gave both to
 78     XXXI|           about a league from the little village of Saint-Jean-de-Coche,
 79     XXXI|       inquire his way.~ ~It was a little shepherd-boy, in pursuit
 80     XXXI|       money induced him to come a little nearer.~ ~“You are on the
 81     XXXI|            and allow me to rest a little.”~ ~At the words “betray
 82     XXXI|           imprudent word from the little shepherd-boy, whom M. Lacheneur
 83    XXXII|       greatly surprised and not a little dismayed by this sudden
 84    XXXII|           token of gratitude.~ ~A little after two o’clock he heard
 85    XXXII|        appease the duke’s wrath a little, by informing him of Lacheneur’
 86   XXXIII|      better than anyone else, how little these poor men, whose lives
 87    XXXIV|          was in the church of the little village of Sairmeuse, on
 88    XXXIV|          with Mme. Blanche in the little salon at the end of the
 89     XXXV|          lifted the wounded man a little higher on Mme. d’Escorval’
 90     XXXV|      anxiety they drew the abbe a little aside.~ ~“Is it all over?”
 91     XXXV|           as much as possible the little party that would be likely
 92     XXXV|        end of the litter, and the little procession, headed by the
 93     XXXV|        look at them, and when the little cortege had passed they
 94     XXXV|           Fortunately there was a little grove not far from the house.
 95     XXXV|            d’Escorval watched the little cortege, organized for the
 96     XXXV|          did not even hear of the little party that had travelled
 97    XXXVI|     seemed to reassure the host a little.~ ~“And what is your business?”
 98  XXXVIII|   greeting had disconcerted him a little.~ ~But he was reassured
 99  XXXVIII|         the terrible scene in the little salon.~ ~He saw Martial
100  XXXVIII|          side table, and opened a little door leading to the private
101    XXXIX|         hair, she hastened to the little salon in which the denouement
102    XXXIX|         Martial, who had shown so little regard for the honor of
103       XL|         quarrel gives you. With a little address, you can throw all
104      XLI|        marriage solemnized in the little church at Vigano. And she
105      XLI| whereabouts, and Father Poignot’s little store was almost exhausted.~ ~
106     XLII|            It will only require a little perseverance and a few long
107     XLII|           Medea, will remain at a little distance. Keep a close watch
108     XLII|     responded; “but I must have a little time.”~ ~“Yes, I understand.
109     XLII|           pardon, Mademoiselle, a little more and he would have been
110     XLII|    attacks.”~ ~It really mattered little to Blanche whether her father
111    XLIII|        built upon an open space a little distance from the road.
112     XLIV|        she hope to see again this little son who was doubly dear
113     XLIV|       while she was preparing her little table, she heard a rustling
114     XLIV|           once, while putting her little house in order, she was
115     XLIV|          a clump of lilacs in her little garden.~ ~
116      XLV|        and Aunt Medea reached the little gate leading from the garden
117      XLV|      house, and she paused in the little grove of which Chupin had
118      XLV|            I wish to look about a little.”~ ~“What! you are leaving
119      XLV|          just as they reached the little garden, the door of the
120      XLV|            And, as if she found a little enjoyment in proving the
121      XLV|        must I administer, much or little?”~ ~She opened the vial,
122     XLVI|     business riled your stomach a little, but nonsense! that will
123    XLVII|        sit up and to walk about a little, with the aid of crutches.~ ~
124    XLVII|            at the entrance of the little footpath leading to the
125    XLVII|           when, upon entering the little grove, he saw in the distance
126    XLVII|        and they willingly sold us little luxuries; they also granted
127    XLVII|         just now, Maurice; wait a little.”~ ~“Where is it? Tell me
128    XLVII|          horseman stop before the little footpath, alight from his
129   XLVIII|       clock when they reached the little garden-gate, by which they
130     XLIX|   property, troubling himself but little in regard to the price he
131     XLIX|        districts; then one of the little band went each day from
132        L|        her ear to the door of the little blue salon, in which Blanche
133        L|          secret heart she had but little faith in this prediction,
134        L|          realized or not mattered little to her.~ ~“Still another
135        L|          in the morning, and on a little table by the fire in the
136       LI|    resigned manner; she had lost, little by little, the servile fear
137       LI|           she had lost, little by little, the servile fear that had
138       LI|         to Martial.”~ ~After this little scene there was a constant
139       LI|        ladies. It was “my dearest little aunt,” and “my dearly beloved
140       LI|           trembled, and flushed a little.~ ~“I love good Aunt Medea
141      LII|        The peasant had prepared a little story in advance, but he
142      LII|           am willing to aid you a little on condition that you do
143      LII|           that his father had but little love for him. He was astonished
144      LII|        very low, but that matters little. We have everything to fear.
145      LII|          my dear, we have had our little escapades before our marriage.”~ ~
146      LII|          to stand as godmother to little Polyte. He had entertained
147     LIII|         and now she came to beg a little aid to enable her to open
148     LIII|           mother—had discovered a little house in a good situation
149     LIII|          she appeared to revive a little, and in a voice of intense
150      LIV|      thirst for power.~ ~He cared little or nothing for it. He considered
151      LIV|          again the Martial of the little blue salon at Courtornieu;
152      LIV|       which stopped abruptly at a little distance.~ ~“Otto is evidently
153       LV|            But Martial, though he little knew it, had no need to
154       LV|        prove this?”~ ~Otto drew a little nearer his master, and said,
155       LV|         himself, Lecoq was just a little too late.~ ~Lecoq detected
156       LV|          Segmuller required not a little courage. There had been