Chapter

 1        I|     trembled with indignation and fear.~ ~This king, brought back
 2        I|     traversed the crowd. The same fear stopped the beating of every
 3        I|         news here the quicker.”~ ~Fear resumed possession of the
 4       II|         him a servant in constant fear of being detected in some
 5       II|           the matter? What do you fear? Why do you not confide
 6      III|         you are accustomed, and I fear——”~ ~“Nonsense!” interrupted
 7        V|          that was inaccessible to fear. His beautiful, dark eyes,
 8      VII|           account of the rage and fear that filled their hearts.~ ~
 9     VIII|       wife.~ ~“We have nothing to fear,” he replied, quickly; “
10       IX|          must have felt a similar fear, for she hurried on, casting
11       IX|           is not the world that I fear! But if one might consent
12        X|          son. One was in constant fear of displeasing the other;
13     XIII|         hand, and added:~ ~“But I fear that I am de trap.”~ ~“Oh!
14      XVI|   offended you too cruelly not to fear you; you understand this,
15      XVI|        can it be that he does not fear the walls will fall and
16    XVIII|          I deceive him, because I fear he might betray us. Perhaps
17     XXII|          end of all order. A wild fear seizes the throng; and these
18    XXIII|      flock of frightened sheep.~ ~Fear lent them wings, for did
19    XXIII|     artless conspirators; but one fear, which he vainly tried to
20      XXV|        deliver up a fugitive from fear.”~ ~They were passing through
21      XXV|    ordinarily so bustling and gay—fear and consternation evidently
22      XXV|   inhabitants were trembling with fear.~ ~But M. Laugeron knew
23     XXVI|         they suffered an agony of fear and dread through the long
24    XXVII|             Have confidence in me—fear nothing.”~ ~The attitude
25    XXVII|     betrayed surprise rather than fear. Perhaps they were unconscious
26    XXVII|           tribunal, which did not fear to trample beneath its feet
27   XXVIII|            that he had nothing to fear from anyone present, he
28   XXVIII|        was apparently an agony of fear. The man dragged himself
29     XXIX|          why this silence? Do you fear my father’s opposition?
30     XXIX|         times more than I have to fear from my enemies. So, Mademoiselle”—
31      XXX|         but he attributed both to fear. When the guards took him
32      XXX|           I had but one person to fear: that was yourself. A trusty
33     XXXI|           trying to shake off the fear that mastered him.~ ~“You
34     XXXI|   volubility, beside himself with fear lest he was about to lose
35    XXXII|       simulating the most ignoble fear? While doing so, he thought
36    XXXII|    holocaust.~ ~Consternation and fear spread through the town;
37    XXXIV|           duke and the marquis to fear.~ ~People execrated them
38     XXXV|           nearer, my good fellow; fear nothing!”~ ~He stepped forward,
39    XXXVI|       accept this bequest without fear; for, having no parents,~ ~
40  XXXVIII|         he had simply said:~ ~“We fear informers!”~ ~Strange as
41    XXXIX|        could not repress a cry of fear.~ ~For twenty seconds after
42       XL|     Marquis de Courtornieu whom I fear,” he murmured, “but his
43      XLI|         discover my retreat. This fear is torturing me also. Very
44      XLI|         but they had no reason to fear for his safety, since he
45      XLI|          your friend? What do you fear?”~ ~She shook her head sadly
46     XLIV|         Marie-Anne had nothing to fear, and everything to hope.~ ~
47     XLIV|        inexplicable, but horrible fear, contracted her heart. She
48      XLV|            thought Blanche.~ ~The fear of punishment which precedes
49     XLVI|           she shrieked, wild with fear, dragging her niece away. “
50    XLVII|           I shall have one, never fear!” responded the baron, gayly. “
51    XLVII|          hopeful; and I tremble—I fear to tell him the truth.”~ ~“
52    XLVII|            and we have nothing to fear.”~ ~Never had the unfortunate
53    XLVII|         to a vague, inexpressible fear.~ ~He enumerated all the
54   XLVIII|          utter a cry. Her extreme fear gave her the courage that
55   XLVIII|           there was no longer any fear of listeners, Aunt Medea
56     XLIX|           shepherd lad, pale with fear, came to the chateau one
57     XLIX|      without extreme caution, for fear of arousing suspicion, for
58        L|          this were all she had to fear! But suppose she, too, were
59        L|       crazed with terror; and her fear was so apparent that it
60        L|          is no longer anything to fear,” she said to Aunt Medea.~ ~
61        L| resolution vanished, and the same fear seized her when night appeared
62       LI|     little by little, the servile fear that had showed itself in
63       LI|           choice between dying of fear at Courtornieu and ending
64      LII|     little. We have everything to fear. Our millions form a rampart
65     LIII|    terrible.~ ~Constrained by her fear of death to examine her
66      LIV|         lowest order, and felt no fear of being seen or recognized.~ ~
67       LV|           knew it, had no need to fear Lacheneur for the present,
68       LV|         the only person he had to fear, still he bore him no ill-will.
69       LV|          their convictions to the fear of ridicule.~ ~“And when
70       LV|        the message, and then— Oh! fear nothing, Monsieur; I will