Chapter

1     1|        and, losing his head, he stopped dyeing his hair, shaved
2     2| Following along the banks, they stopped near the railroad bridge
3     3|        of vines, the journalist stopped and, turning toward his
4     3|       forehead. A straight nose stopped short, as if cut off suddenly
5     3|   sufficiently defined. Then he stopped. It was a dismissal, and
6     4|     struck them.~ ~At last they stopped, and Monsieur Patissot,
7     5|         of decorum. But Octavie stopped talking, glancing at her
8     6|   Perdrix, visibly embarrassed, stopped him:~ ~"M. Rade, you are