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 1  I, 2 |        man of fifty, with white skin and blue eyes, the forepart
 2  I, 2 |         shifting hues the white skin of her face. She smiled
 3  I, 9 |     came, or if it were not her skin that made odorous her chemise.~
 4 II, 2 |      the fine pores of her fair skin, and even her eyelids, which
 5 II, 5 |         of his shirt showed the skin; the lobe of his ear looked
 6 II, 6 |     stuck on her cheek drew the skin obliquely.~“It is very strange,”
 7 II, 6 |         blood flowing under her skin made her red from the roots
 8 II, 7 |     over, white as a sheet; the skin of her nose was drawn at
 9 II, 8 |       gently under the delicate skin. A pink line ran along the
10 II, 11|       horse’s hoof, with rugose skin, dry tendons, and large
11 II, 11|  illusions. Charles pierced the skin; a dry crackling was heard.
12 II, 11|        of blood appeared on the skin, as though to say that the
13 II, 11|        swelling that the entire skin seemed about to burst, and
14 II, 12|       enough cold-cream for her skin, nor of patchouli for her
15 III, 1|        His cheek, with the soft skin reddened, she thought, with
16 III, 5|        her brown head and white skin standing out against this
17 III, 6|       her eyes smarted, and her skin was ice-cold. In her head
18 III, 7|        food, wear wool next the skin, and expose the diseased
19 III, 9| trembled so that he pierced the skin of the temple in several