Chapter

 1        I|       Chanlouineau; “if she were mistress, there would not be a poor
 2       XI|        he wishes to make her his mistress——”~ ~Chanlouineau stopped
 3      XVI|          desires to make her his mistress—is that what you mean? Oh,
 4     XXII|         miserable Marie-Anne—his mistress.”~ ~For she had finished
 5     XXIV|        hastened to lead to their mistress a peasant who was returning
 6     XXIV|         were astonished at their mistress.~ ~Mme. d’Escorval looked
 7      XXV|         Marie-Anne was his son’s mistress, wished, at any cost, to
 8     XXIX|      denial.~ ~“I was not my own mistress,” she stammered; “my father
 9     XXIX|          into this filth by your mistress,” he retorted, pointing
10     XXIX| Mademoiselle Lacheneur is not my mistress,” he replied, in a tone
11    XXXVI|         she believed herself the mistress, and at the present time,
12     XLII|           But he certainly has a mistress!”~ ~Chupin burst into a
13     XLVI|       that you are not Martial’s mistress!”~ ~“The Marquis de Sairmeuse!
14     XLVI|    folded paper.~ ~“I am not the mistress of the Marquis de Sairmeuse,”
15    XLVII|        He wished to make her his mistress. She had the audacity to
16    XLVII|          that Marie-Anne was the mistress of Maurice, and that she
17   XLVIII|        thought she was Martial’s mistress. I was half crazed, and
18        L|     Marie-Anne was not Martial’s mistress, but Martial loved her.
19       LI|         remain here; you will be mistress of the chateau. A trustworthy
20       LI|            I am no longer my own mistress; I belong to her. When she
21      LII|      amazed to see their haughty mistress unhesitatingly leave everything
22      LIV|      misfortune.~ ~“Ah, sir, the mistress of that wretched den is
23      LIV|   bravely came to the aid of her mistress.~ ~Martial could endure
24       LV|      with the same accent as its mistress. Therefore it cannot have