Chapter
1 I | siesta in the sun.” And he looked round at the sea on all
2 I | little rest at home, and both looked forward to settling in Havre
3 I | when Jean was born, had looked with the eyes of a little
4 I | of a miser; seeing as he looked up at the sky that the sun
5 I | hull of the steamer, which looked tiny at such a distance.
6 I | catching us up!”~They all looked round. Long and low in the
7 I | pulley to a cross-beam, looked as if he had gone up there
8 I | wind; and the four Rolands looked at each other, disturbed
9 I | Roland and her sons still looked mournful. She, indeed, was
10 I | back of his chair while she looked at him with the pathetic
11 II | behind the town; and it, too, looked like some huge, divine pharos
12 II | voice that Jean had not looked at anything. He went on:~“
13 II | lean little person, and looked like a shabby old cassock;
14 III | again, however, old Roland looked at his watch. “Come,” said
15 III | his throat full of r‘s, looked upon life as a capital thing,
16 III | smoke before the wind. He looked at his son with fixed, uneasy
17 III | to die on the surface. He looked at it with the suspicious
18 III | faithful friend.”~Pierre looked at his father and then at
19 IV | spiteful. And he thought as he looked at his brother: “Stand up
20 IV | of canvas, full of wind, looked like a wing; then, with
21 IV | Pierre. We must go in.”~He looked up and saw to the northward
22 IV | man Marechal?”~Old Roland looked up and racked his memory:~“
23 IV | My God! I must know.”~He looked further back now, to an
24 V | every day, believing as he looked at her that his brother
25 V | no, nothing. But he had looked carelessly, observed badly,
26 V | went towards his mother, looked at her with a sudden sense
27 V | do not wait for me.”~He looked at her with stupefied curiosity.
28 V | loving her, he had never looked at her. All the same it
29 V | meditations. He stood up and looked at the sea. The little steamer,
30 V | motionless on the level waters, looked like a large rock standing
31 V | shore.~From a distance it looked like a garden full of gaudy
32 V | scattered here and there, really looked like immense bouquets on
33 V | looking at them as he had looked at his mother in the morning
34 V | letters—his letters.~Pierre looked at the mother who had lied
35 V | mother who had lied to him; looked at her with the concentrated
36 VI | s load of opprobrium. He looked at her as a judge satisfied
37 VI | of pale gold; the fields looked as if they had drunk in
38 VI | sail, scarcely visible, looked like an insect out there.
39 VI | ruined city which had once looked out on the ocean, sheltered
40 VI | smiled at the face which looked up at him from the depth,
41 VI | holding their nets. They looked into each other’s eyes.~
42 VI | with Mme. Rosemilly. She looked at them, watching their
43 VI | over side by side when they looked into the water, standing
44 VII | within three months.”~He looked at Mme. Rosemilly, who began
45 VII | imagine how glad I am.”~They looked at each other for a second,
46 VII | he exclaimed. “The widow looked very jaded this evening.
47 VII | the shutters bolted. He looked about him, peering into
48 VII | raised herself, she sat up, looked in his face, and with an
49 VII | me if I denied it.”~She looked like a crazy creature. Overcome
50 VIII| In spite of himself, he looked at the issue from an almost
51 VIII| voyage before the autumn. I looked in at the Company’s office
52 VIII| supported by Atlas on his knees—looked like a melon left there
53 IX | she was right.” And he looked about him to find the turning.~
54 IX | she took it from his hand, looked up at him for the first
55 IX | little time to see you.”~He looked at her. She was dressed
56 IX | Rosemilly and Beausire looked behind them, the oarsmen
57 IX | which, in front of her, looked like a caterpillar, came
58 IX | Francois, his wife once more looked back to cast a last look
59 IX | far away, so faint that it looked like a film of haze.~
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