Father Goriot

The first room exhales an odour for which…

Mlle Michonneau, that elderly young lady…

Mlle Taillefer felt attracted, perhaps unconsciously…

For three months from that day Mme Veuve…

Unluckily, towards the end of the second year…

One evening after dinner Mme Vauquer said…

It so happened that Christophe took a look…

The next morning Paris was wrapped…

When everything was ready…

At four o'clock that evening…

The next day Rastignac dressed himself…

She rose to her feet and signed to Maxime…

The innumerable thoughts that surged through…

Eugène was beginning to feel very uncomfortable…

Mme de Beauséant began to laugh outright…

She raised her head like the great lady…

He rose without waiting for Goriot's answer…

After seven years of unclouded happiness…

By the time Eugène had finished the letter…

An idea, of course, gains in force by the energy…

He stopped for a moment and looked at Eugène.

'Well, then, if you mean to make a fortune…'

'How frightful!' said Eugène.

'How could you think that Mme de Restaud…'

A few moments later he was sitting beside…

Rastignac did not leave Mme de Nucingen…

Ever after this conference…

Eugène lingered over his toilette…

Eugène took the dainty little purse…

Eugène's maiden conscience resisted…

The next day Rastignac went at the appointed…

Mme de Nucingen might love him…

Mme Vauquer followed the two ladies…

For some days the Countess had paid more…

'But none of all this explains why…'

Victorine fled. Her heart was more full…

Eugène stared at his neighbour…

Eugène heard all this, and could not answer…

That evening's merry-making…

Father Goriot caught the student's hand…

Rastignac's battle with himself…

But before the chief had time to answer…

A messenger came in at that moment…

'Have we guessed your wishes rightly?'

It was midnight. Mme de Nucingen's carriage…

Love in Paris is a thing distinct and apart…

Next day, Goriot and Rastignac were ready…

'Oh! Father dear, be careful how you set about it!'

Anastasie bowed her head…

'That is not all, father,' said Anastasie…

The Countess stood motionless and speechless…

That evening at the opera…

'How they will enjoy themselves tomorrow,'…

He went to his rooms and dressed…

Rastignac went. He asked for the Marquis…

At two o'clock in the afternoon…

'They will come before long…'

'The next day I went to Delphine for comfort…'

'Christophe!' shouted Eugène…

Eugène bowed to the husband and wife…

There was something awful and appalling…