1 She is not one of us; she is not like us.
2 "This is more than folly," he blurted out.
3 His business is worth a good, round sum to me.
4 She has spoiled him into the worthless creature he is.
5 I tell you what it is, Edna; you can't afford to snub Mrs. Belthrop.
6 The touch of the sea is sensuous, enfolding the body in its soft, close embrace.
7 "The way to become rich is to make money, my dear Edna, not to save it," he said.
8 It is nothing," she said aloud; "why did I not discover before that it was nothing.
9 "Please let Robert explain why he is going, and why he is going to-night," she called out.
10 I liked to see him and to hear him about the place the only Lebrun who is worth a pinch of salt.
11 This soup is really impossible; it's strange that woman hasn't learned yet to make a decent soup.
12 Really, this table is getting to be more and more like Bedlam every day, with everybody talking at once.
13 But the beginning of things, of a world especially, is necessarily vague, tangled, chaotic, and exceedingly disturbing.
14 Robert is very well in a way, to give up all the money he can earn to the family, and keep the barest pittance for himself.
15 You made one mistake, Adele," he said, with a light smile; "there is no earthly possibility of Mrs. Pontellier ever taking me seriously.
16 The voice of the sea is seductive; never ceasing, whispering, clamoring, murmuring, inviting the soul to wander for a spell in abysses of solitude; to lose itself in mazes of inward contemplation.
17 "Sometimes I am tempted to think that Mrs. Pontellier is capricious," said Madame Lebrun, who was amusing herself immensely and feared that Edna's abrupt departure might put an end to the pleasure.
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