Chapter

 1        I|            in the city?” anxiously inquired some of the more timid.~ ~“
 2      III|            all these peasants?” he inquired of his father. “Do they
 3      III|            take any refreshments?” inquired Bibiaine.~ ~“Upon my word,”
 4        V|           Now, my dear friend,” he inquired, “what course do you propose
 5       VI|                And your daughter?” inquired the baroness.~ ~Ah! this
 6      XII|         saluting him respectfully, inquired:~ ~“What is all this?”~ ~
 7      XIV|           meddle with the matter?” inquired the duke. “I would not have
 8      XVI|       could they be addressed?” he inquired.~ ~This obstinate serenity
 9     XVII|         you saying about flowers?” inquired the impoverished relative.~ ~
10       XX|          happened.~ ~“What is it?” inquired the duke.~ ~“They are coming!”
11     XXVI|         enter upon its functions?” inquired the abbe.~ ~“To-day,” replied
12    XXVII|        What were your motives?” he inquired.~ ~“We hoped to free ourselves
13    XXVII|        cause of this disturbance?” inquired the duke, looking angrily
14   XXVIII|          brigand is concealed?” he inquired.~ ~Chanlouineau admitted
15   XXVIII|            be of any service?” she inquired, in evident discouragement.~ ~“
16   XXVIII|       Sairmeuse had been wounded?” inquired Marie-Anne.~ ~Chanlouineau’
17     XXIX|         that in the baron’s room?” inquired Martial.~ ~“It is quite
18      XXX|            do with all this rope?” inquired the new-comer.~ ~“I am going
19      XXX|               What are you doing?” inquired the baron, in suspense.~ ~“
20    XXXII|            you, Master Chupin?” he inquired.~ ~“This has happened,”
21   XXXIII|          officer?” Martial eagerly inquired.~ ~And the soldier answered: “
22    XXXVI|         what is your business?” he inquired.~ ~“I came into this land
23    XXXVI|            What is the matter?” he inquired anxiously.~ ~She handed
24   XXXVII|            out.~ ~“What is it?” he inquired of the young man.~ ~“Ah!
25  XXXVIII|          Where are you taking me?” inquired Jean Lacheneur.~ ~Martial,
26     XLII|           How is the marquis?” she inquired of the first servant whom
27    XLIII|          way to the Borderie?” she inquired.~ ~“Perfectly.”~ ~“Where
28    XLIII|           and with a knowing wink, inquired:~ ~“But what use do you
29    XLIII|         How many doors are there?” inquired Blanche.~ ~“Three; one opening
30      XLV|          we at our journey’s end?” inquired Aunt Medea, timidly.~ ~“
31      XLV|          what hour will he start?” inquired Marie-Anne.~ ~“At eleven
32    XLVII|         good cure.”~ ~“All ready?” inquired young Poignot.~ ~“Yes,”
33    XLVII|           agitated.~ ~“Who is it?” inquired Jean, eagerly.~ ~“It is—
34    XLVII|            What is the matter?” he inquired, in evident surprise.~ ~
35   XLVIII|         you were doing there?” she inquired.~ ~Blanche shuddered.~ ~“
36   XLVIII|        excitement.~ ~“What is it?” inquired Blanche, eagerly. “Who has
37        L|      herself.~ ~“What do you say?” inquired Aunt Medea, with evident
38      LII| communications to you, Madame?” he inquired.~ ~“Nowhere,” replied the
39      LIV|           hold my horse a moment?” inquired Martial.~ ~“Certainly,”
40       LV|           will you speak to them?” inquired Lecoq, timidly.~ ~“At once.”~ ~