Chapter

 1        I|               with cunning little fichus crossed upon their breasts, broad-striped,
 2       II|             petrified with astonishment, crossed the court-yard—a court-yard
 3     VIII|                  M. de Sairmeuse had not crossed for twenty-two years, and
 4      XVI|               short gallop, and you have crossed it. A word to the wise is —
 5    XVIII|                gun upon his shoulder, he crossed the Oiselle and started
 6     XXIV|               were lying with their arms crossed upon their breasts, livid,
 7      XXV|                Fortunately, he must have crossed the frontier before this,”
 8     XXIX|               word!” he exclaimed, as he crossed the threshold, “I must confess
 9     XXXI|                 Lacheneur had, ere this, crossed the frontier, and was out
10     XXXI|        travelling on the mountains, they crossed the frontier.~ ~But this
11     XXXI|                 A rascally innkeeper has crossed the frontier for the express
12     XXXI|                 you take refuge when you crossed the frontier, Chupin? In
13   XXXIII| Saint-Jean-de-Coche, knows of his having crossed the frontier.”~ ~On hearing
14  XXXVIII|             without a word.~ ~They again crossed the grand hall, but instead
15  XXXVIII|                  the blades had scarcely crossed before a cry from Jean and
16     XLIV|                  A horrible presentiment crossed Marie-Anne’s mind.~ ~She
17      XLV|                    she exclaimed, as she crossed the threshold. “Joy must
18    XLVII|                      Three days after we crossed the frontier,” said he, “