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 1 1 |         of trees planted~by the hands of Breton nature, one of
 2 2 |    vigorous chest, the splendid hands of the~soldier,hands like
 3 2 |   splendid hands of the~soldier,hands like those du Guesclin must
 4 2 |       had, large, broad,~hairy; hands that once had clasped the
 5 2 |        the cathedral of~Rheims; hands that were often bloody from
 6 2 |        and furze of the~Bocage; hands which had pulled an oar
 7 2 |   offing to signal Georges; the hands of a guerilla, a~cannoneer,
 8 2 |        common solder, a leader; hands still white though the~Bourbons
 9 2 |         exile. Looking at those~hands attentively, one might have
10 2 |     fact may be admitted. These hands were a living commentary
11 2 |       of which are wound by the hands~of angels, for the light
12 2 |         of which flourished her hands,~their brownish-red color
13 2 |         like poplar-wood.~These hands, hooked or contracted from
14 3 |    buckles,~exhibited above his hands a plump visage, and a generally
15 3 |     though yellow in spots. His hands were dimpled. His abbatial
16 3 |        prominent teeth, and the hands of a man.~She was rather
17 3 |    under her~own eye and by the hands of her nieces, out of green
18 5 |       virgin innocence into the hands of the pastor,~who, out
19 5 |        placed him in the abbe's hands. The Church had proved as
20 5 |    solemnly stretched forth her hands toward her~brother, who
21 6 |   English delicacy and charming~hands, plump, dimpled, and adorned
22 6 |      almond-shaped nails;~these hands are of a whiteness which
23 8 | undulating outline, the dimpled~hands, the hair so well arranged,
24 9 |         could be~spanned by the hands, had a charming willowy
25 9 |       and showing~her beautiful hands; "the opportunity is good,
26 9 |        sat with his head in his hands, plunged in~meditation.~ ~ ~
27 10|        her feet, and kissed her~hands, laying his face, covered
28 10|    taking Calyste's head in her~hands, and kissing his hair, on
29 10|       her shawl crossed and her hands crossed over it,~apparently
30 11| possible?" he said clasping his hands.~ ~"Yes," replied Camille, "
31 11|       cried, again clasping his~hands toward Camille, who was
32 11|   Chevalier du Halga rubbed his hands. The two old~maids were
33 11|  moulded like wax in those able hands. Camille~felt an almost
34 14|      free to take and press the hands of Beatrix (though both
35 14|        allowing him to kiss~her hands, and admitting silently
36 16|        The old~baron rubbed his hands with joy, and gave fresh
37 16|       the young man, taking~her hands and kissing them. "I am
38 16|      stroked with her beautiful hands. I never~look at Thisbe
39 16|       Thisbe but what I see the hands of Madame l'Amirale."~ ~"
40 16|        word, but he clasped his hands and prayed to God as~he
41 16|     reply, the old maid ran her~hands through the placket-holes
42 16|         mother, who~pressed her hands and wept for joy.~ ~A week
43 17|        voice from a tomb, these hands~uplifted to heaven, imploring
44 17|         a~trust I place in your hands. I have thought more of
45 18|          like a~child, I put my hands before my eyes not to hear
46 20|       crime, madness which lays hands on arsenic for themselves
47 21|     will get Calyste out of the hands of the infidels."~ ~"Well,
48 26|    Calyste. Now, d'Ajuda, shake~hands. Neither you nor I have
49 26|        went away, after shaking hands with Charles-Edouard and