Part,  Chapter

 1    I,  I  |       Having raised with the other hand a curtain that draped a
 2    I,  I  |      advanced, made a shade of her hand, sought the place where
 3    I,  I  |    material—more material than the hand? Show me your hand, Any!”~
 4    I,  I  |        than the hand? Show me your hand, Any!”~She wore long gloves
 5    I,  I  |           nudity.~She gave him her hand, which drooped from her
 6    I,  I  |          saw her. She extended her hand in graceful welcome.~“And
 7    I,  I  |            entered, leading by the hand a little six-year-old girl.~
 8    I,  I  |          her, and had held out his hand toward her as if to gather
 9    I,  I  |            pose he would seize her hand and try to kiss it. With
10    I,  I  |         and happy. As she laid her hand on Olivier’s bell, her breast
11    I,  I  |          his arms; she pressed his hand and kissed the child, and
12    I,  I  |         door, touched by the timid hand of his goddess.~He remained
13    I,  I  |            began to paint, but his hand trembled, his troubled eyes
14    I,  II |           meet her, and kissed her hand, saying:~“How do you do,
15    I,  II |          Guilleroy, whose extended hand he kissed, bowing very low.
16    I,  III|           arm in the air, with the hand thrown backward, and in
17    I,  III|         backward, and in the other hand, enormous in a large fencing-glove,
18    I,  III|   perspiring, with handkerchief in hand to wipe off faces and necks;
19    I,  III|           a glass of kummel in his hand, “The only city where a
20    I,  III|            holding one knee in the hand. A cascade foamed and rolled
21    I,  III|            that it seemed to him a hand was stirring the miry depths
22    I,  III|     feeling, as if an all-powerful hand had brightened all the colors
23    I,  III|          walls within reach of his hand and voice. Not having any
24    I,  III|            on the cheeks, gave her hand to the two gentlemen, and
25    I,  III|           and gesture, placing one hand on Guilleroy’s shoulder,
26    I,  III|       charmed, and gently laid her hand on his white locks, which
27    I,  IV |         smiling, and extending his hand to receive the parasols
28   II,  I  |      something. But mind, eye, and hand are all empty. I am no~longer
29   II,  II |          shading her eyes with one hand, announced:~“There comes
30   II,  II |           remonstrated, taking his hand tenderly.~“Yes, yes, I am
31   II,  II |             he took the Countess’s hand and pressed it, often seeking
32   II,  II |       already.”~Olivier kissed her hand, and replied, smiling:~“
33   II,  II |           a desire to hold out his hand and seize her, hold her,
34   II,  II |          its curly ears, under his hand, he sat down on the grass
35   II,  II |          Countess, holding out her hand to the painter, said: “Will
36   II,  III|          rose, took Annette by the hand, led her under the portrait
37   II,  III|          as Bertin held her by the hand standing before the portrait!
38   II,  IV |           sometimes only a strange hand can turn over by separating
39   II,  IV |         tried in vain to work. His hand, his eye, and his brain
40   II,  IV |         down before it, palette in hand, and forgot it, though continuing
41   II,  IV |           displacement of the long hand every few seconds? Ah, he
42   II,  IV |       natural movement, placed one hand, he indicated what he wanted,
43   II,  V  |    naturally, after a clasp of the hand and a smile, and the marriage
44   II,  V  |             a little packet in his hand. That habit had ceased after
45   II,  V  |    pleasure party.”~She seized his hand.~“What do you mean?” she
46   II,  V  |           not.”~She reached up her hand to his mouth and pressed
47   II,  V  |            youth.~He, on the other hand, was now almost at the end
48   II,  V  |           compelled, with extended hand, to treat him as a friend,
49   II,  V  | shop-windows, hanging as if by one hand to all the glass plates
50   II,  V  |            she held it open in her hand and raised it to her eyes.~
51   II,  V  |           her book or her pen, her hand would steal out, by an irresistible
52   II,  V  |         once more would extend her hand to take up the mirror.~She
53   II,  V  |          and familiar toy that the hand cannot let alone, used it
54   II,  VI |        little, his legs stiff, one hand on his hip, in the affected
55   II,  VI |          her maid. Then, candle in hand, she ran to the vestibule.~
56   II,  VI |             He held a paper in his hand, which he presented to her.
57   II,  VI |              She snatched from his hand the letter he held out and
58   II,  VI |          Countess and held out his hand to the Count.~She asked
59   II,  VI |            bed, and again took the hand on the coverlet.~“Now I
60   II,  VI |      gentle movement, the feverish hand she clasped, and he answered
61   II,  VI |           beside the bed, took his hand, and waited. He moved no
62   II,  VI |           As she tried to draw her hand from Olivier’s, he pressed