Chapter

 1        V|       the eyes of a young girl, met the gaze of an enemy without
 2     VIII|         to see his eyes when he met her—coals of fire were nothing
 3     VIII|        Now that the old man has met with these reverses, he
 4       IX|         forget you!”~ ~His eyes met hers, and in a husky voice
 5        X|            The first peasant he met told him the way to the
 6      XII|         in my whole life have I met a woman who can compare
 7     XIII|        was going there, when he met me in the grove on the waste.”~ ~
 8     XIII|         she thought; “they have met but once, and yet they are
 9       XV|  resistance.~ ~The peasants who met him on his homeward way
10       XV|      people of the neighborhood met him on the road with his
11      XIX|       onward.~ ~A strange sight met their eyes as they emerged
12     XXII|       up his abode in town they met only on Sunday; on that
13    XXIII|         sent to warn him—had he met him? Was the marquis returning?
14    XXIII|     entered, but the sight that met his gaze made him tremble.~ ~
15      XXV|       you curse the day when we met for the first time! Confess
16      XXV|      their lips and their tears met in one long kiss.~ ~“You
17    XXVII|   ancestors. Monsieur Lacheneur met Chanlouineau there, and
18     XXIX|     yesterday in the mountains, met him near the frontier in
19      XXX|   interstices.~ ~The sight that met his eyes amazed him.~ ~A
20      XXX|      all that was necessary; he met me at a rendezvous which
21     XXXI|         that his son-in-law had met the chief conspirator in
22     XXXI|         heavens when he at last met a human being of whom he
23     XXXI|        lad chanced to say:~ ~“I met a man just now on the mountain
24   XXXIII|       morning of the escape, he met, just before daybreak, a
25     XXXV|           It was then that they met some peasants going to their
26  XXXVIII| Monsieur, ever since the day we met on the square at Sairmeuse
27      XLI|      not overtaken them. He had met them five hours afterward,
28     XLII|      the first servant whom she met.~ ~“He is in his room on
29     XLII|       Ah, ha!” he exclaimed, “I met him. Do you doubt me? I
30     XLII|       her to admit that she had met him, talked with him for
31     XLIV|        is so long since we have met. I have suffered so much.
32    XLVII|       of life?~ ~“But if he had met with any misfortune we should
33     XLIX|     excellent rider should have met with such a fate. There
34      LII|         in abusing it.~ ~He had met, Heaven knows where! a certain
35     LIII|      lived their own life. They met only at dinner, or at the