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 1  I, 5  |         the top by a garland of pale flowers, was puckered everywhere
 2  I, 6  |       caps; and you especially, pale landscapes of dithyrambic
 3  I, 6  |       attempt the rare ideal of pale lives, never attained by
 4  I, 8  |       portion of the painting—a pale brow, two eyes that looked
 5  I, 8  | reflected from one to the other pale rays; bouquets were placed
 6  I, 8  |      leaves. She wore a gown of pale saffron trimmed with three
 7  I, 8  |         talking of Italy with a pale young woman wearing a parure
 8  I, 9  |         the duchesses; all were pale; all got up at four o’clock;
 9  I, 9  |     roof put up his back in the pale rays of the sum. The wind
10  I, 9  |     must surely yield.~She grew pale and suffered from palpitations
11 II, 4  |       and wool with leaves on a pale ground. He called Madame
12 II, 5  |       afar through the mist his pale splendour. She turned. Charles
13 II, 5  |          The cold that made him pale seemed to add a more gentle
14 II, 6  |        lashes one could see two pale sunken pupils; the plaster
15 II, 7  |    light that had empurpled her pale sky was overspread and faded
16 II, 7  |    ambition has failed. She was pale all over, white as a sheet;
17 II, 7  |        peasant, who was already pale—~“Don’t be afraid, my lad.”~“
18 II, 7  |      his knees shook, he turned pale.~“Emma! Emma!” called Charles.~
19 II, 7  |     eyeballs disappeared in the pale sclerotics like blue flowers
20 II, 7  |         like a gimlet. And that pale complexion! I adore pale
21 II, 7  |        pale complexion! I adore pale women!”~When he reached
22 II, 8  |        oval of her bonnet, with pale ribbons on it like the leaves
23 II, 8  |    infantine sweetness, and his pale little face, whence drops
24 II, 8  |         a large blue apron. Her pale face framed in a borderless
25 II, 8  |        of emotion weakened that pale look. In her constant living
26 II, 9  |      the room, he saw Emma turn pale.~She was alone. The day
27 II, 9  |        valley seemed an immense pale lake sending off its vapour
28 II, 9  |     stood out black against the pale dawn.~Beyond the farmyard
29 II, 11 |      under his heavy coverings, pale with long beard, sunken
30 II, 12 |        a pyramid at the foot of pale statues that smiled beneath
31 II, 13 |         saw a handkerchief with pale little spots. It was a handkerchief
32 II, 13 |       on the paper, that made a pale stain on the ink. Then looking
33 III, 1 |        sensation in his throat, pale cheeks, and that resolution
34 III, 1 |       ran to meet her.~Emma was pale. She walked fast.~“Read!”
35 III, 5 |         still up, showed in the pale light of the dawn the large
36 III, 5 |  distance the vague line of the pale sky. Seen thus from above,
37 III, 5 |          and she resembled the “Pale Woman of Barcelona.” But
38 III, 6 |      the door was closed, then, pale, serious, and, without speaking,
39 III, 6 |     colour broadened out in the pale horizon over the St. Catherine
40 III, 7 |    glass of water. She was very pale. She said to him—~“Leon,
41 III, 7 |        who suddenly became very pale.~“This money.”~“But—” Then,
42 III, 7 |     walked rapidly straight on, pale, quivering, maddened, searching
43 III, 8 |  thought Rodolphe, turning very pale, “that was what she came
44 III, 8 |       your eyes are, mamma! How pale you are! how hot you are!”~
45 III, 8 |     themselves with the shroud. Pale as a statue and with eyes
46 III, 8 |   However, she was not quite so pale, and her face had an expression
47 III, 10|         suddenly went in again, pale, staggering.~People were
48 III, 11|      Rodolphe.~They both turned pale when they caught sight of