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 1  I, 4 |        the great white beaming faces were mottled here and there
 2  I, 8 |       the table men with grave faces, their chins resting on
 3  I, 8 |      bouquets half hid smiling faces, and gold stoppered scent-bottles
 4  I, 8 |        something mature in the faces of the young. In their unconcerned
 5  I, 8 |      and saw in the garden the faces of peasants pressed against
 6  I, 8 |       And little by little the faces grew confused in her remembrance.~
 7 II, 3 |  background of all these human faces Emma’s stood out isolated
 8 II, 7 |   contraction that puckers the faces of old maids, and those
 9 II, 8 | jubilation that brightened all faces seemed to darken that of
10 II, 8 |       alike. Their fair flabby faces, somewhat tanned by the
11 II, 13|     for money. A word recalled faces to him, certain gestures,
12 II, 14|       spurted right into their faces, and then the ecclesiastic,
13 III, 5|        gazed into each other’s faces with voluptuous laughs,
14 III, 5|       opposite, men with white faces and women in faded gowns
15 III, 6|     seen leaving it with angry faces. Handkerchiefs were lying
16 III, 6|     and, little by little, the faces of the crowd, the masks,
17 III, 7|      all men, to spit in their faces, to crush them, and she
18 III, 9|      of the fire. With lowered faces, and swinging one leg crossed
19 III, 9| protruding stomachs, puffed-up faces, and frowning looks, after