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  1  I, 1  |           village chorister’s; he looked reliable, but very ill at
  2  I, 1  |          legs, in blue stockings, looked out from beneath yellow
  3  I, 1  |       home ironed, sewed, washed, looked after the workmen, paid
  4  I, 2  |          herself up, scarlet, and looked at him over her shoulder
  5  I, 2  |       Monsieur Bovary began to be looked upon as a man of great capacity.
  6  I, 4  |           to make of it, and they looked at her when she passed near
  7  I, 4  |        asked for her of everyone, looked for her everywhere, and
  8  I, 4  |       been thirty by now. Then he looked back and saw nothing on
  9  I, 5  |          was the other one’s. She looked at it. Charles noticed it;
 10  I, 5  |   splashboard in striped leather, looked almost like a tilbury.~He
 11  I, 5  |       Seen thus closely, her eyes looked to him enlarged, especially
 12  I, 6  |         of attending to mass, she looked at the pious vignettes with
 13  I, 6  |    beautiful satin bindings, Emma looked with dazzled eyes at the
 14  I, 6  |       ladies with fair curls, who looked at you from under their
 15  I, 7  |      habits, and, like a dessert, looked forward to after the monotony
 16  I, 8  |          pale brow, two eyes that looked at you, perukes flowing
 17  I, 8  |         Their legs commingled; he looked down at her; she raised
 18  I, 8  |     struck up once more.~Everyone looked at them. They passed and
 19  I, 8  |           Day began to break. She looked long at the windows of the
 20  I, 9  |        green silk cigar case. She looked at it, opened it, and even
 21  I, 9  |          she dusted her what-not, looked at herself in the glass,
 22  I, 9  |         of his life.~He was well, looked well; his reputation was
 23  I, 9  |        the foot of the lamp. Emma looked at him and shrugged her
 24  I, 9  |      making the tongs red-hot, or looked at the rain falling.~How
 25  I, 9  |     customers. When Madame Bovary looked up, she always saw him there,
 26 II, 3  |        had on a dressing-gown. He looked up and bowed. She nodded
 27 II, 3  | sacerdotal and funeral functions, looked after the principal gardens
 28 II, 3  |           opposite one another he looked at her at his ease, while
 29 II, 4  |           sat down near her; they looked at the engravings together,
 30 II, 4  |       give the clerk presents? It looked queer. They decided that
 31 II, 5  |     against his shoulder, and she looked at the sun’s disc shedding
 32 II, 5  |         skin; the lobe of his ear looked out from beneath a lock
 33 II, 5  |         be considered first?”~She looked at the clock. Charles was
 34 II, 5  |          to church regularly, and looked after her servant with more
 35 II, 6  |         mass on Sundays, when she looked up, she saw the gentle face
 36 II, 6  |         Its light from a distance looked like a white stain trembling
 37 II, 6  |        the cure from time to time looked into the church, where the
 38 II, 6  |      moist sugar.”~“Why?” And she looked like one awaking from a
 39 II, 6  |          man in the cassock. They looked at one another face to face
 40 II, 6  |           them with her arms, she looked up with her large blue eyes,
 41 II, 6  |         middle course, then, Leon looked for some place as second
 42 II, 6  |           there was silence. They looked at one another and their
 43 II, 6  |         the great rays of the sun looked out like the golden arrows
 44 II, 7  |         at the nostrils, her eyes looked at you vaguely. After discovering
 45 II, 7  |          then going around him he looked at him from head to foot.~“
 46 II, 7  |   acquaintance,” he added, and he looked at Emma as he said this.
 47 II, 8  |      commission?”~Mere Lefrancois looked at him for a few moments,
 48 II, 8  |          he asked himself. And he looked at her out of the corner
 49 II, 8  |          their long curved lashes looked straight before her, and
 50 II, 8  |         Tuvache.~All these people looked alike. Their fair flabby
 51 II, 8  |  fantasies, of follies.”~Then she looked at him as one looks at a
 52 II, 8  |         other in dreams!”~(And he looked at her.) “In fine, here
 53 II, 8  |    towards Emma, close by her, he looked fixedly at her. She noticed
 54 II, 8  |          no longer speaking. They looked at one another. A supreme
 55 II, 8  |         sleeves of her red jacket looked out two large hands with
 56 II, 8  |       when she had her medal, she looked at it, and a smile of beatitude
 57 II, 9  |            Can you not guess?”~He looked at her again, but so hard
 58 II, 9  |   breathing irregularly. Rodolphe looked round him biting his moustache.
 59 II, 9  |        prance in the road. People looked at her from the windows.~
 60 II, 9  |           her husband thought she looked well, but she pretended
 61 II, 9  |           hair with his comb, and looked at herself in his shaving-glass.
 62 II, 10 |           back from his house she looked all about her, anxiously
 63 II, 10 |           where formerly Leon had looked at her so amorously on the
 64 II, 11 |      Homais lowered his voice and looked round him) “who is to prevent
 65 II, 11 |          on which the black nails looked as if made of iron, the
 66 II, 11 |           every moment. Hippolyte looked at him with eyes full of
 67 II, 11 |         patient’s he first of all looked after his mare and his gig.
 68 II, 11 |         exigencies of his art. He looked upon, it as a sacred office,
 69 II, 11 |         he meant to say; and they looked at the other in silence,
 70 II, 11 |          on the pavement. Charles looked up, and through the lowered
 71 II, 12 |        and by the bedside Charles looked at them. He seemed to hear
 72 II, 12 |       Emma.~“No; why?”~And yet he looked at her strangely in a tender
 73 II, 13 |      pocket for some coppers, she looked at the peasant with haggard
 74 II, 13 |    haggard eyes, while he himself looked at her with amazement, not
 75 II, 13 |        with uneven intervals. She looked about her with the wish
 76 II, 13 |        with her hand to look. She looked far off, as far as she could,
 77 II, 15 |           he acted, he would have looked at her. But the mad idea
 78 III, 1 |        bending down her face, she looked at the rosettes on her slippers,
 79 III, 1 |      spoke, but they felt as they looked upon each other a buzzing
 80 III, 1 |      boatmen carrying baskets. He looked at it long, attentively,
 81 III, 1 |     eyeglasses. Leon, motionless, looked at her, no longer even attempting
 82 III, 2 |        and doing up again; and he looked upon it not as a simple
 83 III, 2 |          nor did Emma; and as she looked at him, the monotony of
 84 III, 2 |         smiling and whistling, he looked straight at her in an unbearable
 85 III, 3 |         scarlet silk. The boatman looked at it, and at last said—~“
 86 III, 4 |          day when he came home he looked at her shyly, and at last
 87 III, 5 |          went to the windows, and looked out at the Place. The early
 88 III, 5 |        above, the whole landscape looked immovable as a picture;
 89 III, 5 |          both elbows on her knees looked at her with a smile, his
 90 III, 5 |        big sum as that.”~Then she looked at the bank-notes, and dreaming
 91 III, 5 |    household affairs are?” And he looked at her fixedly, while in
 92 III, 5 |          Directory, and hurriedly looked for the name of Mademoiselle
 93 III, 6 |           her large flashing eyes looked at him seriously, almost
 94 III, 6 |       never had any lessons, soon looked up with large, sad eyes
 95 III, 6 |     stamped paper that she barely looked at. She would have liked
 96 III, 6 |         friends like you!”~And he looked at her in so keen, so terrible
 97 III, 6 |        through the peep-hole that looked down into the shop—~“Annette,
 98 III, 7 |          At your office.” And she looked at him.~An infernal boldness
 99 III, 7 |         him.~An infernal boldness looked out from her burning eyes,
100 III, 7 |           was for sale.~Then they looked at one another silently.
101 III, 7 |         on the right side, whence looked out the ends of three fair
102 III, 7 |          idiotic persistence. She looked at the scales on the walls,
103 III, 8 |       most destructive.~First she looked at him for some moments.~“
104 III, 8 |        keeps the—”~“What?”~And he looked at her, astonished at the
105 III, 8 |       chattered, her dilated eyes looked vaguely about her, and to
106 III, 8 |        for heaven’s sake!”~And he looked at her with a tenderness
107 III, 8 |         bare feet peeped out. She looked wonderingly at the disordered
108 III, 8 |          hot you are!”~Her mother looked at her. “I am frightened!”
109 III, 8 |  penetrating than his bistouries, looked straight into your soul,
110 III, 8 |          Bovary watched him; they looked at one another; and this
111 III, 8 |          he thought.~In fact, she looked around her slowly, as one
112 III, 8 |            while Monsieur Canivet looked out vaguely at the Place.
113 III, 10|           the name in writing. He looked for the letter in his pocket,
114 III, 11|            he began to dream, and looked so sad that she became as
115 III, 11|          weeping willow, which he looked upon as the indispensable