Albert Savarus

00:01:46 Monsieur l'Abbe de Grancey

00:03:01 If he is a stranger, by what chance has he settled at Besancon?

00:04:34 pigeon-holed, ticketed, and numbered, as in Besancon

00:06:05 to defend a half-witted peasant accused of forgery.

00:07:24 A round white throat like a woman's, a splendid forehead

00:15:28 Dad, would you know how to make colums?

00:18:10 guaranteed him to be a docile pupil.

00:21:13 Fear nothing, I am not a spy.

00:23:55 full, fresh, and brightly red.

00:26:35 I love you with unique passion.

00:28:13 It is true. I am wrong.

00:30:13 If you could but know with what hues you have clothed this superb lake

00:32:12 of which you yourself prescribed the conditions.

00:35:06 What lout but would then become an Amadis?

00:37:48 Lovers! Pray for him!

00:40:03 What is that?

00:42:03 who has one of the largest fortunes in Lombardy.

00:44:36 To admire your fingers playing on the keys

00:46:32 on account of this very Dent de Vilard.

00:48:00 Well, then, let me advise you.

00:49:30 She is old, too, she is past thirty.

00:53:31 ...at Besançon.

00:57:07 are the most atrocious and detestable

00:58:50 Albert is dead, quite dead to the world.