Chapter

 1       II|        their seductions; I was afraid of myself. I felt as a gambler
 2     VIII|       to his questioner; he is afraid of compromising himself.~ ~
 3     XXII|    asked. “Who knows but he is afraid at the last moment? Perhaps
 4    XXVII|     hesitated, not that he was afraid, for he was a brave man:
 5    XXXII|      Midon.~ ~“Martial will be afraid of the letter,” he said
 6    XXXII|   again; “certainly he will be afraid.”~ ~In this Chanlouineau
 7    XXXVI|     might suspect him of being afraid.~ ~But Maurice would not
 8   XXXVII|       has nearly died? Are you afraid he will not be recaptured,
 9  XXXVIII|      steps, turned.~ ~“Are you afraid?” he asked.~ ~The other
10    XXXIX| determine her destiny; she was afraid; she broke the seal and
11       XL|       shall be infinitely less afraid of Courtornieu.”~ ~Martial
12    XLIII|     her. She draws back—she is afraid!”~ ~Chupin did Mme. Blanche
13      XLV|    Dieu! you frighten me. I am afraid, Blanche!”~ ~But her niece
14     XLVI|      the child——”~ ~“Ah! I was afraid—cowardly creature that I
15   XLVIII|    alone—she dared not—she was afraid.~ ~And as if she desired
16        L|    railed at herself.~ ~“To be afraid of something that does not
17       LI|      makes no difference. I am afraid of insane people. When the
18       LI|          he exclaimed. “He was afraid to write me that a man,