Chapter

 1 II  |      his~head. He had leant his face on his hands, unable at
 2 II  |        light stood a woman. Her face was hidden by~the veil that
 3 II  | wrinkles that~furrowed her pale face.~ ~"Mme la Duchesse," he
 4 II  |        him should appear in his face; even in~the shadow it seemed
 5 III |         worldly passion in~your face, or if you allow the tears
 6 III |      looked~up again he saw her face beyond the grating--the
 7 III |    white, but~still impassioned face of the nun. All the magic
 8 III |      her forehead and about her~face. An ascetic life had left
 9 III |      yours, I will see no other face."~ ~"Hush, Armand! You are
10 III |         the facts fairly in the face, as the~English aristocracy
11 IV  |       plainly manifested in the face it turns on the~world, and
12 IV  |        Insult and injury in the face of the world a woman~loves
13 IV  |   beauty,~however undoubted, no face, however fair, is anything
14 IV  |         coxcomb, whose handsome face is~his sole merit; it was
15 VI  |      haughty and stern, and his face gained him this~character.
16 VI  |      and~wore a grave, reserved face. His social success was
17 VI  |       boldest;~something in his face seemed to say that he would
18 VI  |     black hair which framed his face, and gave him a~strikingly
19 VI  |          in the outlines of his~face, the quiet fearlessness
20 VI  |    wished to be or to seem. Her face~was slightly too long. There
21 VI  |      was visible of her but~her face, her hair was loose but
22 VII |     change that passed over~his face. If the General had been
23 VII |         his head,~and turning a face full of resolution upon
24 VII |         a furious tide over his face, clenched his fists, and
25 VIII|  tripping along the street? Her face~is as good as a picture.
26 VIII|  Parisienne. She knows~that her face is all that will be seen,
27 VIII|       who~loves when she stands face to face with him at the
28 VIII|         when she stands face to face with him at the mere sight
29 VIII|        peace." ~ ~The General's face grew white; he was about
30 VIII|       Armand's intention in his face, and held that the moment~
31 VIII|       has~ventured to bring her face to face with herself. She
32 VIII|   ventured to bring her face to face with herself. She has played~
33 VIII|      slept she saw Montriveau's face; every~night it wore a different
34 VIII|    without aid from without, to face the thought of a hideous
35 VIII|        foiled lover's eyes, his face was~radiant with exultant
36 VIII|    darted down upon her eddying face; he might have been a~tiger
37 VIII|       you not regret the lovely face that?"~ ~"Oh! indeed I should,
38 VIII|          But Montriveau's lurid face was turned upon her; she~
39 IX  |       her lips; she held up her face.~ ~"You can see, madame."~ ~"
40 IX  | happiness should be seen in her face, and flung~herself on her
41 IX  |         s~sake, and that in the face of all Paris, is as fine
42 IX  |     Montriveau the~truth to his face. He is one of Buonaparte'
43 IX  |        Duke took~his daughter's face in both hands and kissed
44 X   |     never look on another man's face; and may~the glory of God
45 X   |      let down the veil over his face.~ ~There before them lay
46 X   |        it seemed as if her dead face was~transfigured for him