Chapter

 1       XX|       All the retired officers stand ready to assist them.”~ ~“
 2    XXIII|     dearly.”~ ~“We will make a stand then!” cried the others.~ ~
 3    XXVII|        bench, said, rudely:~ ~“Stand up.”~ ~The prisoner rose.~ ~“
 4    XXVII|    said:~ ~“Prisoner Escorval, stand up.”~ ~Thus called upon,
 5     XXXV|       suddenly at the edge. To stand there in the daytime, with
 6    XXXVI|     and I shall try my best to stand between him and danger,
 7  XXXVIII|     shall meet again.’ Here we stand now face to face. What insults
 8      XLI|     and then, as soon as I can stand upon my feet, they will
 9    XLIII|            As sure as that you stand there.”~ ~“Who told you
10      XLV|       made the watcher’s heart stand still. “Does she notice
11     XLVI|        that she could scarcely stand.~ ~Her heart remained firm
12   XLVIII| death-rattle that made my hair stand on end with terror. Why
13      LII|  Chupin did not require her to stand as godmother to little Polyte.
14      LIV|    There was one fiacre on the stand—one only.~ ~They entered