Chapter

 1        I|          Muffling was Governor of Paris.~ ~And the peasantry of
 2        I|           pursuing his studies in Paris, intending to become a notary.
 3       II|        Jean, had been educated in Paris; he wished him to be fitted
 4       II|         his son, who was still in Paris, caused him serious disquietude.~ ~
 5      III|          he had just witnessed in Paris, and by insisting that His
 6        V|           been compelled to leave Paris by the proscribed list of
 7        V|          s friends wrote him from Paris.~ ~But he put his trust
 8        V|         circumstances, exile from Paris seemed an actual blessing.~ ~“
 9        V|           can make his own way in Paris, if he chooses to remain
10       VI|          farce that was played in Paris, only on a smaller scale,”
11      XIV|         for the King to return to Paris; they drank to the English,
12      XVI|         means to maintain Jean in Paris, I have made him return.
13      XXI|           within a day’s march of Paris?”~ ~Sullen murmurs were
14   XXVIII|         sooner? We must start for Paris without losing an instant.
15   XXVIII|       days to make the journey to Paris.”~ ~He reflected a moment,
16   XXVIII|          wish this letter sent to Paris, to one of his enemies——”~ ~
17     XXIX|          messenger will start for Paris, charged with the task of
18    XXXII|      courier was hastening toward Paris with six petitions for pardons,
19      XLI|         had just passed a week in Paris, and that he was now on
20     XLII|           the Duc de Sairmeuse to Paris skilfully indoctrinated.~ ~
21     XLII|      Courtornieu’s report reached Paris, it was answered by a decree
22     XLII|       when the duke returned from Paris with a policy of forgetfulness
23     XLII|           since the duke left for Paris, your husband has charge
24   XLVIII|           few weeks they left for Paris with the intention of residing
25     XLIX|           induce him to return to Paris, and complete his studies;
26     XLIX|       Courtornieu’s secret—was in Paris.~ ~Only the widow and the
27     XLIX|           Your brother, who is in Paris, can undoubtedly tell you
28     XLIX|        money enough to take me to Paris, and we will see.”~ ~
29        L|           even talk of sending to Paris for one of those detectives
30        L|        her to be in a large city —Paris, for example—where she could
31       LI|         To go where, pray?”~ ~“To Paris. We shall reside there;
32       LI|          take me with you.”~ ~“To Paris! You are crazy, I do believe.
33       LI|          intend to go with you to Paris—and I shall go. Ah! it surprises
34       LI|         ask me what would I do in Paris? I, too, would enjoy myself.
35       LI|          diversion. I shall go to Paris with you.”~ ~By a terrible
36       LI|        agent, whom he had sent to Paris in advance, to purchase,
37       LI|         shall find no pleasure in Paris if I cannot own our old
38       LI|         was so impatient to reach Paris that, on the second day
39       LI|           the most magnificent in Paris, with an entrance on the
40       LI| unaccustomed sights and sounds of Paris, the novelty of life in
41      LII|              Since his arrival in Paris he had been running the
42      LII|         week.”~ ~He departed from Paris a few hours later, and Blanche
43      LII|       younger brother had come to Paris in pursuit of him, accusing
44     LIII|  considered the most brilliant in Paris society.~ ~The duchess had
45     LIII|           written to her from his Paris prison; he wrote to her
46     LIII|       Abbe Midon, who had come to Paris with Maurice, and Martial
47      LIV|           but she dared not leave Paris. She knew that she must
48      LIV|           Both times she had left Paris before, all came near being
49      LIV|         for desiring to remain in Paris; but his master was in trouble,
50      LIV|        irresistible desire to see Paris again, and he returned.~ ~
51       LV|         that haunt the suburbs of Paris; if he were dead they would
52       LV|            I have a sweetheart in Paris—and no one knows our relations.
53       LV|          And lastly, if no one at Paris had missed the Duc de Sairmeuse,