Chapter

 1 Int |    graciousness of the courteous head of a department, who resigns
 2 Int |         is not hovering over his head, it is circling round him
 3 Int |        have so many wounds in my head that my ideas cannot stir
 4 Int |          me suffering, and in my head as well; I have the mind
 5 I   |       said. He smiled, shook his head and said, pointing toward
 6 I   |        Simon, the coachman, with head bowed and back bent in the
 7 I   |          The baroness leaned her head against the cushions and
 8 III |         erect his handsome brown head, with its air of serious
 9 III |          grand seigneur from his head to his feet.~He bowed and
10 III |           walked with her at the head.~When they reached the church
11 III |      betrothal.”~She lowered her head very slowly, perhaps meaning
12 III |        my wife?”~She lowered her head, and as he stammered: “Answer
13 IV  |           The vicomte raised his head, and said in an indifferent
14 IV  |       gone back to her work. Her head was bent over her work,
15 IV  |         her.~Her aunt turned her head, and her eyes were red as
16 IV  |    instinctively turned away her head to avoid them, though they
17 IV  |          seemed to have lost her head, but she felt a shower of
18 VI  |       and then when he threw his head back so as to see, and lifted
19 VI  |      marble mantelpiece with his head bent down.~Finally, one
20 VI  |       But the baron, placing his head between them, said: “Well,
21 VII |       asked, without turning her head: “What is the matter?”~The
22 VII |       distracted, she ran to the head of the stairs, crying: “
23 VII |          she perceived Rosalie’s head leaning on her husband’s
24 VII |          assented by nodding her head. He said in conclusion: “
25 VIII|        the doctor and losing his head. Julien paced up and down,
26 IX  |   someone calling and raised her head. Marius came running toward
27 IX  |       with two pillows under her head. Her face was black, her
28 IX  |         together.” She shook her head, unable to speak. At last
29 IX  |        something?” She shook her head. He sat down with an air
30 X   |         with a sly motion of his head:~“Well, it seems to me that
31 X   |          down in surprise at her head, for he could not see her
32 X   |          kiss on the back of her head.~They entered the house
33 X   |          he said, “we are at the head of the district; we must
34 X   |      feet, covered with mud from head to foot. He frantically
35 X   |     ditch saw it flying over his head and heard frightful screams
36 X   |       her father was holding her head and bathing her temples
37 XI  |          But the baron shook his head. “What would you say to
38 XI  |      meet him.~Although he was a head taller than his mother,
39 XI  |       call again.” She shook her head in the negative. He then
40 XI  |         sleeping peacefully, her head to one side and her cap
41 XI  |       under her former mistress’ head. The latter continued to
42 XI  |            But Rosalie shook her head: “You must not say that,
43 XII |     holding an umbrella over her head, cried: “Quick, Denis, let
44 XII | splashing the abbé with mud from head to foot.~Rosalie was delighted
45 XIV |         had seen down there. The head of the guide, Jean Ravoli,