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 1  I, 2  |     light. Madame in modesty had turned to the wall and showed only
 2  I, 2  |    knocked down by the wind. She turned round. “Are you looking
 3  I, 2  |       while Charles had his back turned to her drawing the window-curtain,
 4  I, 3  |        the dogs were barking. He turned his head towards the Bertaux.~
 5  I, 4  |         carriages, the gentlemen turned up their sleeves and set
 6  I, 4  |          is to say, with collars turned down to the shoulders, the
 7  I, 4  |    across his mouth, and when he turned his head he saw near him,
 8  I, 5  |      wanted to see her again; he turned back quickly, ran up the
 9  I, 6  |        calm aspects of life, she turned, on the contrary, to those
10  I, 7  |      leaves, served up preserves turned out into plates—and even
11  I, 8  |       and constantly Emma’s eyes turned involuntarily to this old
12  I, 8  |     stoppered scent-bottles were turned in partly-closed hands,
13  I, 8  |          the glass Madame Bovary turned her head and saw in the
14  I, 8  |          went more rapidly. They turned; all around them was turning—
15  I, 8  |         recognized the Viscount, turned back, and caught on the
16  I, 9  |         had her book by her, and turned over the pages while Charles
17  I, 9  |  moreover, the more her thoughts turned away from them. All her
18  I, 9  |  death-rattles, examined basins, turned over a good deal of dirty
19  I, 9  |         shipwrecked sailors, she turned despairing eyes upon the
20  I, 9  |      gentlemen in knee-breeches, turned and turned between the sofas,
21  I, 9  |        knee-breeches, turned and turned between the sofas, the consoles,
22  I, 9  |     piece of gold paper. The man turned his handle, looking to the
23 II, 2  |        landlord, who had already turned to the doctor, and was enumerating
24 II, 3  |         girl!” said Charles.~She turned her head away and fainted.~
25 II, 3  |        Madam Bovary reddened; he turned away, thinking perhaps there
26 II, 3  |       sound of wooden shoes, she turned round. It was the nurse.~“
27 II, 5  |          his pale splendour. She turned. Charles was there. His
28 II, 5  | hoar-frost was falling, and they turned back to Yonville.~In the
29 II, 5  |      light upon the ceiling; she turned on her back, stretching
30 II, 5  |          chair near the fire, he turned round in his fingers the
31 II, 5  |         on, or from time to time turned down the hem of the cloth
32 II, 6  |       over the flower-beds newly turned, and the gardens, like women,
33 II, 6  |   half-open behind him.~Then she turned on her heel all of one piece,
34 II, 6  |   pectorals; and until they were turned four they all, without pity,
35 II, 6  |          Madame Bovary, her back turned, her face pressed against
36 II, 6  |           he answered.~“Ah!”~She turned around, her chin lowered,
37 II, 7  |       hands; his knees shook, he turned pale.~“Emma! Emma!” called
38 II, 8  |       around them their dresses, turned up for fear of mud; and
39 II, 8  |         fence, Rodolphe suddenly turned down a path, drawing with
40 II, 9  |          was a poor wretch!”~She turned towards him with a sob.~“
41 II, 9  |       the skirt of the wood. She turned away from time to time to
42 II, 10 |          candles dazzled him; he turned to the wall and fell asleep.
43 II, 10 |          hire a shepherd, having turned away mine because he was
44 II, 10 |         the grass that was being turned. She was lying flat on her
45 II, 11 |        not prevent it from being turned in, so that it was an equinus
46 II, 11 |   through her mind, but her eyes turned again to Charles; she even
47 II, 11 |         and more. Bovary himself turned sick at it. He came every
48 II, 11 |          Monsieur Canivet having turned up his sleeves, passed into
49 II, 11 |          rose on the air. Bovary turned white to fainting. She knit
50 II, 11 |       and discouragement Charles turned to his wife saying to her—~“
51 II, 12 | pretended not to understand, and turned the conversation.~What he
52 II, 14 |        spring she had the garden turned up from end to end, despite
53 III, 1 |         at the “Croix-Rouge,” he turned on his heel, and spent the
54 III, 1 |         a little.”~Madame Bovary turned away her head that he might
55 III, 1 |    regular sound of a cane. Leon turned back.~“Sir!”~“What is it?”~
56 III, 1 |       the isles.~But suddenly it turned with a dash across Quatremares,
57 III, 3 |          hands clasped, her eyes turned towards heaven. At times
58 III, 5 |         cigars, and oysters.~She turned down a street; she recognised
59 III, 5 |         an old staved-in beaver, turned out like a basin, hid his
60 III, 5 |          arranged her nightgown, turned back the bedclothes.~“Come!”
61 III, 6 |      prefer his company? But she turned away; he drew her back,
62 III, 6 |      workmen, who panted as they turned the large wheel of a machine
63 III, 6 |        creaking of her boots, he turned coward, like drunkards at
64 III, 6 |          s a joke!”~“How so?”~He turned away slowly, and, folding
65 III, 6 |       any harm,” he replied.~She turned coward; she implored him;
66 III, 7 |         was he—the Viscount. She turned away; the street was empty.
67 III, 7 |       leaving off eating, he had turned completely round towards
68 III, 7 |       nothing. She gasped as she turned her eyes about her, while
69 III, 8 |         he followed her. The key turned in the lock, and she went
70 III, 8 |          a mouthful of water and turned to the wall. The frightful
71 III, 8 |           What did you say?”~She turned her head from side to side
72 III, 8 |        calamities, Madame Bovary turned away her head, as at the
73 III, 8 |      done.”~And Doctor Lariviere turned away.~“You are going?”~“
74 III, 8 |        words in a low voice.~She turned her face slowly, and seemed
75 III, 8 |          from her eyes. Then she turned away her head with a sigh
76 III, 9 |        curtains.~Emma’s head was turned towards her right shoulder,
77 III, 10|   reached the top of the hill he turned back, as he had turned once
78 III, 10|        he turned back, as he had turned once before on the road
79 III, 11|           he sat down before it, turned the key, and pressed the
80 III, 11|          met Rodolphe.~They both turned pale when they caught sight