Chapter

 1        I|         man, about fifty years of age, as gnarled and sinewy as
 2       II|           wonderful in one of his age—to acquire the education
 3       II|         man about twenty years of age, of distinguished appearance,
 4        X|        two companions of the same age.~ ~From this trying situation,
 5     XIII|          true. If I am behind the age in which I live, he belongs
 6      XVI|        cannot deceive a man of my age and of my experience. I
 7       XX|      Courtornieu were past middle age; their lives had been marked
 8     XXIV|     scarcely twenty-five years of age, tall, fair-haired, with
 9    XXVII|   prisoner rose.~ ~“Your name and age?”~ ~“Eugene Michel Chanlouineau,
10    XXVII|       Each man gave his name, his age, his abode, and his profession,
11     XXXI|         closely, and saw that his age, his stature, and his features
12    XXXVI|        was one of those men whose age it is impossible to determine.
13   XXXVII|        under twenty-five years of age. But no one suspected his
14     XLII|        believed him to be. At his age to outwit my father, an
15     XLIX| Marie-Anne Lacheneur, died at the age of twenty. Pray for her!”~ ~
16        L|           closest observer of the age.~ ~And yet, the agony she
17       LI|        taste. You are free and of age.”~ ~Aunt Medea turned very
18      LII|        about thirty-four years of age, a man of medium height,
19      LIV|          a reconciliation.~ ~“Old age is approaching,” he thought. “