Chapter

 1        I|         them by saying:~ ~“Take care what you do. Do you not
 2       II|      message.~ ~But what did he care for the beauties of the
 3       II|       of others confided to his care; as a drunkard might feel
 4       II|        and extensive beneath my care, I felt myself more and
 5      III|         confided his son to the care of a relative of his wife,
 6        V|        he was powerful.~ ~“Take care!” M. d’Escorval’s friends
 7        V|      duty to interfere.~ ~“Take care, my dear friend, that your
 8        X|         deal, on account of the care which he has taken of our
 9     XIII|      Courtornieu had taken good care not to allude to the touching
10      XVI|      And his farm—who will take care of that?”~ ~“He will employ
11      XVI|         a heavier blow.~ ~“Take care, Lacheneur,” he said, sternly. “
12     XVII|        de Courtornieu took good care not to speak of it to his
13     XVII| raillery that she said:~ ~“Take care, my dear friend; I am going
14    XVIII|       agreement—but I will take care of this matter.”~ ~M. Lacheneur
15     XXII|        he had erected with such care and labor, was to totter
16    XXIII|         Lacheneur, someone must care for Marie-Anne. Swear that
17    XXIII|     confiding his musket to the care of a companion, threw himself
18    XXVII| advocates, in a breath.~ ~“Take care,” said the duke, with a
19    XXVII|         confided Maurice to the care of three officers, who promised
20   XXVIII|     trust the officers to whose care he had confided Maurice.~ ~
21   XXVIII|        he would conceal him and care for him.~ ~“As for the marquis,
22     XXIX|         he murmured; “yet, with care, and if one were sure that
23     XXIX|        At the citadel.”~ ~“Take care! Remember that he must risk
24    XXXVI|           But Maurice took good care to conceal this poignant
25   XXXVII|       he, “and I entreat you to care for my sister, the place
26      XLI|      does this careless egotist care for these obscure peasants,
27      XLI|        It was with the greatest care that the abbe dictated to
28     XLII|    intrusting her father to the care of Aunt Medea, Blanche made
29    XLIII|   father no longer required her care. He had passed from the
30     XLIV| entreatingly, she said:~ ~“Take care, take care, my brother.
31     XLIV|        said:~ ~“Take care, take care, my brother. It is not well
32     XLIV|       man lives.~ ~He took good care to make himself understood,
33     XLVI|          I pardon you. But take care! Do not forget your oath!
34       LI|    recommending me to take good care of it. But it was not for
35      LIV|       dressed herself with such care, that to render her disguise
36       LV|   Marie-Anne.~ ~“Those to whose care I confided him have made