Chapter

 1      III|        more sadly absurd, that a mere act of authority would suffice
 2        V|    surely come.~ ~And it was not mere angry boasting. This young
 3        X| exclaimed, foaming with rage. “A mere plaything in the hands of
 4      XVI| subsistence.~ ~This garden was a mere nothing, but even this slight
 5    XVIII|          doubtful. But these are mere conjectures.”~ ~“Then I
 6    XXIII|    yourself?”~ ~“Because it is a mere trifle, and because I wish
 7    XXVII|         would think twice, was a mere trifle. But to bring low
 8     XXXV|      What are you going to do? A mere nothing. You are unfastening
 9     XXXV|        battery had always been a mere pastime to the worthy corporal;
10     XXXV|       emissaries, seemed to them mere child’s play.~ ~But all
11     XLII|         ha! I supposed so.”~ ~“A mere trifle which will cost you
12    XLIII|         swear that it was out of mere bravado, and intended only
13        L|          For her, this was not a mere apparition—it was a frightful
14        L|        then, and she trembled. A mere nothing might divert suspicion
15      LII|          the young marquise. The mere sound of the name Lacheneur
16     LIII|        vengeance.~ ~But this was mere conjecture; he desired to