Chapter

 1 Int |             Billotte, but his office looked out on a beautiful melancholy
 2 I   |             the country of Caux, who looked at least twenty, although
 3 I   |       doorstep of the old residence, looked at the court where the water
 4 I   |           closed her eyes. The baron looked out with mournful eyes at
 5 I   |           This awakened her, and she looked at the pocket-book with
 6 I   |           arose, opened a window and looked out. The night was so clear
 7 I   |          plainly as by daylight. She looked across the park with its
 8 I   |              the ocean waves.~Jeanne looked out over the long, undulating
 9 II  |           not at all embarrassed. He looked at Jeanne, complimented
10 III |              straight eyebrows, that looked almost artificial, cast
11 III |            boat with one hand as she looked out into the distance. It
12 III |             baron, seated in the bow looked after the sail. Jeanne and
13 III |              said.~They sat down and looked about them at the numerous
14 III |             it a hint? Possibly. She looked out at the horizon as if
15 III |            impelled her to weep. She looked at her clock, imagining
16 III |              bottom of a drawer; she looked for it, took it out, and
17 III |             Jeanne, in astonishment, looked at him as though she had
18 III |           him before. She thought he looked the grand seigneur from
19 IV  |            she remained shut in.~She looked like a kind old lady, though
20 IV  |             sister, from long habit, looked upon her as a failure, an
21 IV  |     convulsively.~The engaged couple looked at her in amazement, without
22 IV  |              alone, the young people looked at one another, amused and
23 IV  |            awoke, yawned, stretched, looked at his wife, smiled and
24 IV  |            the meaning of his words, looked at him, but was thinking
25 V   |          bridge of the steamer, they looked at the cliffs of Provence
26 V   |             her waist, and they both looked out into the distance to
27 V   |          which was covered with what looked like moss.~Pointing to this
28 V   |              of the servants as they looked after her husband, while
29 V   |            forests of chestnut trees looked like green brush, compared
30 V   |       fantastic, these amazing rocks looked like trees, plants, animals,
31 V   |            the “Poplars,” and Jeanne looked forward to bringing back
32 VI  |        looking clean and brushed up, looked a little like his former
33 VI  |             look in spite of all. He looked over the horses, the carriage,
34 VII |             delivered of a child. He looked round with a wicked look
35 VII |              did not understand, and looked at her husband. “Why, what
36 VII |        fleeing from an assassin. She looked for a door of escape, a
37 VII |                Jeanne, leaning over, looked at her and said: “Is it
38 VII |           herself with her hands and looked, breathing quickly, at the
39 VIII|     recognize him. He was shaved. He looked handsome, elegant, and attractive
40 VIII|            her.”~Jeanne, bewildered, looked at him without understanding.
41 VIII|             at the baron’s violence, looked at him fixedly. He then
42 VIII|              no!”~The bewildered man looked steadfastly at his feet: “
43 IX  |       chatelaine of olden times. She looked a fitting lady of the lake,
44 IX  |              world.~Jeanne, smiling, looked at this good giant whom
45 IX  |            up with Paul, whom Julien looked at askance, uneasy and annoyed.
46 IX  |            the cold, inert hands and looked at her mother earnestly.
47 IX  |           life of little mother. She looked at her lying there and suddenly
48 IX  |         lover; some that she had not looked at and some that had remained
49 IX  | love-inspiring, enchanting pink. She looked at it in surprise, as at
50 X   |        confess, Monsieur l’Abbé.”~He looked at her in astonishment,
51 X   |             One day at dinner Julien looked at her with a peculiar expression,
52 X   |              have to be changed.” He looked like an angry boy, thin
53 X   |            clean cassock.~Abbé Picot looked at him sideways, as he did
54 X   |              The young men and girls looked at each other slyly across
55 X   |              his hunting jacket, and looked so pale that his red mustache,
56 X   |             to her. Then he stopped, looked at her fixedly and said
57 X   |            away big white birds that looked like specks of foam and
58 X   |           the bottom of the door and looked inside. He did not stir;
59 XI  |            and the priest came to be looked on as a sorcerer because
60 XI  |             of them able to eat, and looked at one another with moistened
61 XI  |              She read and reread it, looked at the Jew, read it over
62 XI  |         discouragement and grief she looked upon this as the commencement
63 XI  |             was turning gray. Jeanne looked at her fixedly, her mind
64 XI  |          brought to the bedside they looked at each other for some time
65 XII |       embrace this young fellow.~She looked at him, trying to find some
66 XII |              s blue eyes. And yet he looked like Julien. In what way?
67 XII |              not their own, and that looked sad at their abandonment,
68 XII |        familiarly, and the eyes that looked at them with delight.~Jeanne
69 XIII|         corners of the carriage.~She looked at the country as they swept
70 XIII|          went over to the window and looked down on the street filled
71 XIV |             the same hour every day, looked out at the weather and then
72 XIV |      disappeared on the horizon. She looked at the clock. Ten minutes
73 XIV |          drew up in the station. She looked anxiously and at last perceived
74 XIV |            urge on the horse. Jeanne looked straight ahead of her into