Chapter

 1       II|        But M. Lacheneur could not hear them. He had opened the
 2       II|          daughter.~ ~“Did you not hear what Chupin said to me?”
 3       II|       emigrants are to be sold, I hear. If such an act of injustice
 4      III|        interrupted him.~ ~“Do you hear that, Marquis?” he exclaimed.~ ~
 5        V|         the other did not seem to hear him.~ ~“Ah! I warned her,”
 6        V|        fatality no one chanced to hear the remark made by M. Lacheneur.
 7        V|   Sairmeuse family?”~ ~“They will hear nothing more from me—for
 8       VI|         to utter, and so sweet to hear—had never once dropped from
 9       VI| themselves. This firing which you hear is in honor of Monsieur
10       IX|          never see you again. You hear me— never!”~ ~She spoke
11       XI|      listening to us? What did he hear?”~ ~His first impulse was
12       XI|            I am much surprised to hear that they are seeking me,”
13       XI|         must not believe all they hear, if you have. The truth
14     XIII|      would probably be obliged to hear; and his father’s recommendation
15       XV|        him, but he did not see or hear them.~ ~Force of habit—that
16       XV|           him. He did not seem to hear. His face was scarlet, his
17       XV|        low that his son could not hear him, he added: “I will see
18      XVI|     having followed you, when you hear what I have to say. I am
19     XXII|           said, suddenly. “Do you hear anything?”~ ~The poor dependent
20     XXII|         that Marie-Anne failed to hear Blanche cry:~ ~“Beware,
21    XXIII|           wings, for did they not hear each moment shots fired
22     XXIV|          in the public road could hear and see all. He realized
23     XXIV|           of all that you see and hear. If Monsieur d’Escorval
24    XXVII|            and yet they wished to hear a voice raised in defence
25    XXVII|          to his colleague.~ ~“You hear that!” said he. “This d’
26   XXVIII|           courage. To see you, to hear your voice, to dwell beneath
27   XXVIII|        the corridor; he could not hear a sound.~ ~He came back
28     XXIX|         abbe, “that we shall soon hear what has become of Jean.”~ ~“
29     XXIX|       addressing, Marquis. Do you hear me? Speak! what have you
30      XXX| monotonous tramp he could plainly hear as they passed to and fro.~ ~
31     XXXI|           him he fancied he could hear the rolling of drums, and
32     XXXI|             and you, Holy Virgin, hear my vow. May my soul burn
33    XXXII|         all,” he fancied he could hear them saying among themselves. “
34    XXXII|                Without waiting to hear the end of the sentence
35    XXXII|        surprising that one should hear such a sound in a prison,
36   XXXIII|         until daybreak they could hear him cursing and singing
37   XXXIII|           But Chupin did not even hear this interruption, and,
38    XXXIV|        Martial seemed not even to hear him. When he had finished
39     XXXV|         which he had overcome. To hear was to believe.~ ~The men—
40     XXXV|       shall kill me rather—do you hear me? I command it.”~ ~This
41     XXXV|         escape. They did not even hear of the little party that
42    XXXVI|         made no response. Did she hear? did she comprehend? It
43      XLI|           her, and that she would hear his voice as she heard it
44     XLII|         see me weep; no one shall hear me complain,” she said to
45      XLV|    whatever happens, whatever you hear, if you wish to finish your
46    XLVII|          that Marie-Anne does not hear me,” remarked young Poignot,
47       LI|           Ah! it surprises you to hear poor, meek, much-abused
48      LII|          will not see him, do you hear?”~ ~But before the servant
49      LII|    Martial.”~ ~He did not seem to hear her, and, in the same tone,