Chapter

 1 I  |         and bearing, large black eyes beneath their well arched~
 2 I  | scornfully.~ ~"But I can shut my eyes," continued Bonaparte. "
 3 II |        with Asiatic habits, long~eyes, moist and black, said but
 4 II |        young girl with the black eyes, languidly.~ ~The steps
 5 II |          long hair~and her black eyes and lashes expressed passion;
 6 II |          entered the studio, her eyes turned to the~door near
 7 II |    frightened to Madame Servin's eyes.~ ~"Mesdemoiselles," she
 8 II |      detected in her companion's eyes was~like a flash of light
 9 II |     nothing escapes the piercing eyes of malice,~Mademoiselle
10 III|        her head proudly, and her eyes shone with dazzling~brilliancy.~ ~"
11 III|    colored his~white cheeks; his eyes lost something of the sadness
12 III|    magical sensation; before her eyes was a~living picture, to
13 III|          of him still before her eyes.~ ~The next day was not
14 III|       touching a color. With her eyes fastened on the~officer,
15 III|         see such softness in the eyes of the young man, for she
16 III|        saw her, a dozen pairs of eyes were furtively~upon her.
17 III|         threatening~brow and her eyes flashing.~ ~"Oh! don't be
18 III|          They both dropped their eyes, and their silence was the
19 III|         lived in the~fire of his eyes, while the eyebrows, which
20 III|          face, and giving to his eyes a Napoleonic fixity, made
21 III|          to be of~value in their eyes.~ ~Often, and especially
22 III|        word of that~child; their eyes followed her with tender
23 III|        of obedience, lowered her~eyes and said no more.~ ~Already
24 IV |          to veil the fire of her eyes.~ ~"Is he a prince?" asked
25 IV |            exclaimed Piombo, his eyes~flashing.~ ~"Father, I don'
26 IV |       his body~trembled, but his eyes flashed lightnings. Ginevra
27 IV |       endure his glance, for her eyes flamed also, and the daughter
28 IV |          lay in her, was, to her eyes, another proof of~love.~ ~"
29 IV |      whose face~Piombo's flaming eyes now rested. "Nina was my
30 IV |       cried, letting her see his eyes moistened with~tears, the
31 IV |       remorse~seemed to dull her eyes. It was not difficult to
32 IV |          anger, and closed~their eyes to the future. Perhaps they
33 IV |         about him seemed, to his eyes, escaped from~hell; his
34 IV |        his~face on fire, and his eyes casting flames more terrifying
35 V  |    looked up, now and then, with eyes that were~content and timid
36 V  |           A tear rolled from the eyes of the~young Corsican; never
37 V  |          take refuge only in the~eyes of Luigi from the cold and
38 V  |  enthusiasm that she lowered her eyes.~ ~"Now let us see the rest,"
39 V  |         enchanting socket of her eyes, the purity and whiteness
40 V  |         arches beneath which the eyes themselves turned slowly,
41 V  |      smile upon her lips and her eyes beaming. Each cherished
42 VI |         be idle," she asked, her eyes filling with tears, "when
43 VI |      white as porcelain, and her eyes dulled as though the springs
44 VI |       the poor mother opened her eyes, met Luigi's look,~and smiled;
45 VI |          tears escaped her dying eyes, and suddenly she pressed
46 VI |         cold. Ginevra~turned her eyes instinctively to him she