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 1 I  | which he~sometimes raised to look alternately at the consular
 2 I  |  heavily,~casting a terrible look at the captain, as if he
 3 I  |  Bartolomeo, with a darkling look at~Bonaparte. "Do you know
 4 III|    Amelie, who was unable to look into the room, the door
 5 III|  turning to~him with an arch look, "will no longer object
 6 III|      was fond of~exciting, a look, a word of tenderness, sufficed
 7 III|   but,~occasionally, a word, look, or gesture betrayed that
 8 IV |    tones, and even~assumed a look of gayety. Piombo rubbed
 9 IV |       Then, not venturing to look at her parents, she lowered
10 IV |       at last,~not daring to look at his daughter.~ ~"That
11 IV |     narrow lines, gave him a look of~indescribable cruelty,
12 V  |  Luigi's arm, and gave him a look. A tear rolled from the
13 VI |     tender~that he could not look at it and not be comforted.~ ~"
14 VI |      more."~ ~And the tender look on her beseeching face urged
15 VI | opened her eyes, met Luigi's look,~and smiled; but Luigi himself