"Platonic love" is just an affectation, p. 131

Virginia! . . . Mom! Where are you!

"What put it into your head, Adelaide, to go spend our Sunday in the country?...we would have been so much better off at home!...."

The Order

My dear France, endeavor in grace to avoid being taken by panic on the verge of all your slumbers.

Honest Rewards Awarded

Vultures

The Mother of the Singer: "And to think that this miser of a director was sour-faced to give 60,000 francs a year to an angel who sings like that!"

Desert Arab

March of the Crusaders for an Attack

When I think that Mr. Coquedeau . . .

Works of A. Calame, Number 65

The Small Bathers