Chapter
1 I | great-canon A; his veined cheeks~looked like vine-leaves, covered,
2 I | the first instance, he had looked on David as his only child,
3 I | saw a fortune in it, and~looked upon Lucien as the benefactor
4 I | of the weather, till it looked like some~venerable tree
5 I | together by~the window that looked into the yard. It was nearly
6 I | supported~by a thick neck, he looked at first sight like one
7 I | eyes so blue that~they looked dark against a pearly setting,
8 I | child. Those beautiful eyes looked out from under their long~
9 II | startling since M. de~Bargeton looked like a man of seventy, whereas
10 II | seventy, whereas his wife looked~scarcely half her age. She
11 II | again,~gazed at the sky, or looked to earth; her eyes were
12 II | light.~ ~A good many people looked upon her as a harmless lunatic,
13 II | out of the~question, she looked about her at the people
14 III | Promenade de Beaulieu, had looked up at the house with the
15 III | country, mellowed by time. It looked dismal~enough from the street,
16 III | air than~Racine, Corneille looked very much like a cattle-dealer,
17 III | face.~ ~The old bachelor looked rather like a miniature
18 III | the way, was timid, and looked for encouragement; for David
19 IV | help telling him that he looked handsome.~ ~"If that woman
20 IV | all my life long?"~ ~He looked timidly towards Eve as he
21 IV | so he held his tongue~and looked guilty. Eve, guessing the
22 IV | as if he meant to go, she~looked at him and smiled.~ ~"Monsieur
23 IV | political discussion; or he looked over the card-players' hands~
24 IV | brushed, neat, and tidy, looked closely after him,~and humored
25 IV | humored him; and humored, looked after, brushed, kept tidy,
26 IV | thought; he reddened under it, looked in the glass and tried to~
27 IV | naturally answered.~ ~Lucien looked up at the ceiling and vainly
28 IV | extraordinary.~The poet looked at his boots, and misgivings
29 IV | the~Angouleme tailor, he looked him over from head to foot,
30 IV | was exaggerated, till he looked almost like~a living caricature,
31 IV | with~gravity.~ ~Stanislas looked himself over from top to
32 IV | himself in this way, he looked~towards the nearest mirror
33 IV | his waistcoat pocket, he looked about him~at the women with
34 IV | threadbare clothes~they looked like the supernumeraries
35 IV | them foreign languages, and looked after the~fortunes of M.
36 IV | bourgeois Angouleme~alike had looked askance for a long while
37 IV | unused to polite society. He looked uneasy in his clothes, he~
38 V | the dove in the deluge, he looked round for any spot on~which
39 V | young men, they one and all looked bored. As a matter of fact,
40 V | Although she had always looked down upon this audience
41 V | to our world below.~ ~God looked in pity on earth, and the
42 V | extol them as angels, rose, looked bored by the~reading, murmuring, "
43 V | the~more pretentious sort looked upon him as an enemy to
44 V | Vicar-General's phrase, and looked at him~with cold, scornful
45 V | uncomfortable----"~ ~"You looked so beautiful, that I could
46 V | short in confusion, and looked at the~hillside and the
47 V | one~but you in my life. I looked upon you as one of those
48 V | that~I am happier."~ ~Eve looked at David with mischievous,
49 VI | the~bourgeoisie; young men looked enviously after Lucien as
50 VI | the~sordid frugality that looked on a five-franc piece as
51 VI | value upon her person. She looked upon herself~as a sovereign
52 VII | bowed in acknowledgment, and looked thoughtful. She was weary
53 VII | way back again, and now looked~in a very significant fashion
54 VII | smiling, M. de Bargeton looked exactly as if he~were in
55 VII | own house, but Stanislas looked ghastly pale. At the sight~
56 VIII| twenty-five paces. M. de~Bargeton looked as if he had just come out
57 VIII| the last two words,~for he looked at the brother and sister
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