Chapter

 1 I   |  Veronese with her fair, glossy hair, which seemed to cast a
 2 I   |    temples as if to arrange her hair.~She ran to her father and
 3 III |        dislike. His black, wavy hair shaded a smooth, sunburnt
 4 IV  | blushing up to the roots of her hair:~“I am willing, papa.”~And
 5 IV  |         branches caressed their hair, as they bent to pass under
 6 V   | blushing up to the roots of her hair beneath the contemptuous
 7 VIII|      eyes, and lustreless, fair hair, looking as though the sunlight
 8 VIII|    become tender again. And his hair, lately so dull and unkempt,
 9 IX  |      kisses in secret a lock of hair of a loved one passed away.~
10 XI  |       of suppositions. Jeanne’s hair, which had become gray,
11 XI  |   either side of the chair. Her hair was turning gray. Jeanne
12 XI  | passionately on the cheeks, her hair, her eyes, the tears falling
13 XII |      ruddy, vigorous, with fair hair and his mother’s blue eyes.
14 XIV |       of long ago with his fair hair standing before her, leaning