Chapter

 1 II |         of the bourgeoises were turned toward her. If the~young
 2 II |   contemplating her canvas, and turned her head toward the~group
 3 II |         she neither colored nor turned pale. How vexed these girls~
 4 II |    entered the studio, her eyes turned to the~door near which Ginevra
 5 II |       Presently the unknown man turned on his pallet.~ ~The Italian
 6 II |      coughed.~Ginevra quivered, turned her head, saw her enemy,
 7 II |         many ideas that~Ginevra turned over in her mind for two
 8 II | eyeglass of the pitiless Amelie~turned full upon the drawing from
 9 II | professor, gravely.~ ~The pupil turned her easel so that no one
10 II |   better remain here?"~ ~Servin turned pale. As nothing escapes
11 III|       of the dark garret, which turned at~once on its rusty and
12 III|       first to hear a name that turned him pale.~ ~"Labedoyere!"
13 III|         Labedoyere--"~ ~Ginevra turned, put a finger on her lips,
14 III|       came to pass that~Ginevra turned the principle against her
15 IV |       to his head, and his face turned purple.~Ginevra shuddered;
16 IV |      looked at Ginevra, who had turned as white as~a marble statue,
17 IV |        betrayed~uneasiness. She turned on her father and mother,
18 IV |         this scene. The old man turned to his~daughter and looked
19 IV |   father--of a mother," here he turned to the~baroness, "hoping
20 V  |       which the eyes themselves turned slowly, expressing the~happiness
21 VI |       was growing cold. Ginevra~turned her eyes instinctively to