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Part I
Chapter One
"Again!"
**I am ridiculous.
Quiet was restored. Heads bent over desks, and
the "new fellow" remained for two hours in an
exemplary attitude, although from time to time
some paper pellet flipped from the tip of a pen
came bang in his face. But he wiped his face
with one hand and continued motionless, his
eyes lowered.
Chapter Three
Chapter Six
"Yes!"
Chapter Nine
Part II
Chapter One
"What is it?"
Chapter Five
Emma smiled.
"Why?"
"Because—"
Chapter Six
"Yes, I am a Christian."
"What is a Christian?"
"What recreation?"
"Ah!"
"But," said the doctor, "I fear for him that down
there—"
Emma shuddered.
"What news?"
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
"Seventy francs."
"Manures!"
"Go up!"
"Don't be afraid!"
Chapter Nine
"If from the first day she loved me, she must
from impatience to see me again love me more.
Let's go on with it!"
"Why?"
"Emma!"
"What?"
"Yes. Why?"
"Why?"
"Theodore Rouault."
Chapter Eleven
He read—
Chapter Twelve
She sighed.
"Certainly!"
"What?"
He bowed.
"Yes."
"No; why?"
Midnight struck.
"Yes."
"No."
"Certainly."
He nodded.
Chapter Thirteen
He wrote—
"I think it's all right. Ah! and this for fear she
should come and hunt me up."
"I shall be far away when you read these sad
lines, for I have wished to flee as quickly as
possible to shun the temptation of seeing you
again. No weakness! I shall return, and perhaps
later on we shall talk together very coldly of
our old love. Adieu!"
"Your friend."
She stopped.
Chapter Fifteen
"Leon?"
"Yes."
"Unbearable! Yes!"
Part III
Chapter One
But men too had had their trials, and the con-
versation went off into certain philosophical
reflections. Emma expatiated much on the mis-
ery of earthly affections, and the eternal isola-
tion in which the heart remains entombed.
"Yes, it is true—true—true!"
"Yes."
"What?"
"Something—important—serious. Oh, no! Be-
sides, you will not go; it is impossible. If you
should—listen to me. Then you have not un-
derstood me; you have not guessed—"
"You are mad! Ah! you are mad!" she said, with
sounding little laughs, while the kisses multi-
plied.
"Sir!"
"What is it?"
Still the cab did not come. Leon was afraid she
might go back into the church. At last the cab
appeared.
Chapter Two
"Ah! my dear!"
"Fifty-eight."
"Ah!"
"Yes."
She shivered.
"Yes, certainly."
Chapter Five
"Yes."
"What! what!"
"What?"
"No, no! You love her better than me, and you
are right. It is natural. For the rest, so much the
worse! You will see. Good day—for I am not
likely to come soon again, as you say, to make
scenes."
Chapter Six
"To whom?"
"The servant!"
"Ja!"
"Yes."
"But when?"
"Immediately."
"What!"
"How so?"
"Ah! no lecturing."
"But where?"
"Sir, I am waiting."
"This money."
"Nearly three."
"Ahl thanks, thanks!"
"Be quick!"
"What?"
Chapter Eight
He replied philosophically—
"Such is life!"
"Yes, perhaps."
"You think so?" she said, drawing nearer, and
she sighed. "Oh, Rodolphe! if you but knew! I
loved you so!"
"What?"
"Let us go up."
"But—"
"What! help—help!"
"No, no!"
"Good! good!"
Chapter Nine
"Farewell! farewell!"
And he wept.
Chapter Ten
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