Chapter

 1       II|         in those days, would have felt certain that the man was
 2       II|    Armande was sick unto death. I felt this on seeing her upon
 3       II|     eighty thousand francs.’~ ~“I felt a sudden giddiness, but
 4       II|         the anxiety and anguish I felt on being made the master
 5       II|           was afraid of myself. I felt as a gambler might feel
 6       II|      extensive beneath my care, I felt myself more and more its
 7       IV|           said enough; her father felt that he was avenged.~ ~He
 8       IV|        other. Instinctively, they felt that they were to be enemies;
 9       IV|           exchanged. Perhaps they felt a presentiment that they
10        V|          to fall.~ ~Certainly, he felt intense chagrin at this
11        V|        even while he said this he felt many misgivings. Still,
12        V|          madly to his brain.~ ~He felt a wild longing to chastise
13       VI|         again. Saint Dieu! When I felt the old rascal’s hand upon
14       IX|              Marie-Anne must have felt a similar fear, for she
15        X|        Chateau de Courtornieu, he felt that his honor required
16        X|        prospect enchanted him. He felt twenty years younger—the
17       XI|         words.~ ~And Maurice, who felt—who was certain that the
18       XI|         party the advantage.~ ~He felt that Marie-Anne must not
19      XII|              If the scoundrel had felt only suspicions, they were
20     XIII|      Martial made no response. He felt that his altered voice would
21      XIV|    hesitated; Martial saw it, and felt that a single word from
22       XV|        his singular demeanor, and felt convinced that some great
23      XVI|       spoke the truth. His hearer felt it; still he pretended to
24     XVII|    despair was heart-breaking; he felt that he could not bear to
25    XVIII|        his couch. For a moment he felt that he was dying.~ ~But
26    XVIII|          Maurice.~ ~M. d’Escorval felt that denial was useless.~ ~“
27    XVIII|          absences.~ ~Never had he felt more happy than on the morning
28    XVIII|     escaped his notice. If he had felt any doubts before, they
29      XIX|         Martial did not reply. He felt that he was at that “little
30     XXII|         of the band, M. Lacheneur felt his hair turning white with
31    XXIII|         that whistled around him, felt that his few remaining comrades
32     XXIV|        his story, Mme. d’Escorval felt that she was going mad.~ ~
33     XXIV|          terrible anxiety. He now felt convinced that Baron d’Escorval
34     XXIV|         so offensive that Maurice felt the angry blood mount to
35      XXV|         she did not say “no.” She felt that Maurice was only fulfilling
36      XXV|           that the worthy marquis felt a disagreeable chilliness
37    XXVII|          it, Maurice and the abbe felt a cold chill strike to their
38    XXVII|    agitated; he could not see, he felt that he was suffocating,
39    XXVII|      heard.~ ~Each person present felt that the decisive moment
40     XXIX|           a quick, alert step, he felt a sudden doubt of Chanlouineau’
41     XXIX|       with evident anxiety.~ ~She felt that she must reply, that
42     XXXI|          for thirty hours, and he felt terribly weak from lack
43     XXXI|         quarter, then——”~ ~Chupin felt that all the soldiers were
44     XXXI|      sinister presentiments.~ ~He felt assured that an oath like
45    XXXII|          his bold remark, Martial felt that he must not incur the
46    XXXII|      silence of death made itself felt on every side; the streets
47     XXXV|        the ruptured place, Bavois felt it with his finger; and,
48     XXXV|        entered his mind, which he felt might possibly be his salvation.~ ~
49     XXXV|         out upon his brow when he felt that half his body had passed
50    XXXVI|        this obscure hero, Maurice felt himself insignificant, mediocre,
51    XXXVI|      quitting Saliente, though he felt the earth burn beneath his
52    XXXVI|        name, Dubois, that Maurice felt his face crimson to the
53    XXXVI|      Maurice had turned white. He felt that he was discovered —
54       XL|       with disquietude. He really felt unable to cope successfully
55       XL|           on the contrary, have I felt more calm and composed in
56      XLI|            Thanks!”~ ~Now that he felt that he was master of his
57      XLI|        extremity, when she really felt that her reason was failing
58     XLII|        recovered or died, but she felt that an opportunity to recover
59     XLII|            Marie-Anne?”~ ~Blanche felt that denial was useless.~ ~“
60     XLIV|            bearing her child, she felt as if soul and body were
61     XLIV|         contracted her heart. She felt that she was being slowly
62     XLIV|            It was evident that he felt some misgivings. At last,
63      XLV|         mentioned, she might have felt some doubt of Marie-Anne’
64      XLV|     Maurice had often sung.~ ~She felt that her troubles were nearly
65     XLVI|          No, she had no pity. She felt a difficulty in breathing,
66     XLVI|       come too late.~ ~Marie-Anne felt that there was no longer
67     XLVI|     creeping up to her heart. She felt that her life was fast ebbing
68    XLVII|          incurred such danger. He felt that he should miss them,
69    XLVII|          slouch hat.~ ~He had not felt so tranquil in mind for
70   XLVIII|            thought Blanche.~ ~She felt that it would be the wisest
71        L|          the regret which she had felt for the crime at the Borderie.~ ~
72       LI|          and howl this evening, I felt as if I should go mad myself.”~ ~
73       LI|       mind of Mme. Blanche.~ ~She felt as a convict might feel
74      LII|    carefully concealed the joy he felt on receiving this information.~ ~“
75      LII|        were really wonderful. She felt if she yielded once, she
76      LII| astonished at the bitter grief he felt on hearing of his death.~ ~“
77     LIII|           said the world; but she felt herself sliding down the
78     LIII|           this news, Mme. Blanche felt as a culprit would feel
79      LIV|        the very lowest order, and felt no fear of being seen or