Part, Chapter
1 I, I | gravely, “that if you go back to painting portraits of
2 I, I | technic of art. She stepped back, advanced, made a shade
3 I, I | was long and was tossed back carelessly; his manner was
4 I, I | adroit question that led him back to the sole topic that interested
5 I, I | carriage, closed the door, sank back in one corner, feeling herself
6 I, I | to escape, and gave him back his kisses.~She felt no
7 I, I | when she saw that he came back to her, after these brief
8 I, I | the triumph of winning her back, which revived his love
9 I, III| tilted a little toward the back of his head, seemed to reveal
10 I, III| indifference, then put it back in its place.~In one corner
11 I, III| silver workmanship on the back. Bertin took it up and looked
12 I, IV | and wishing to lead him back to her own train of thought,
13 I, IV | of a young girl. When her back was turned one could hardly
14 II, I | dear friend; you must come back, for~something is certainly
15 II, I | Roncieres and bring her back. She will listen to you,
16 II, II | the dear fellow!”~Pushing back her chair, she jumped up
17 II, II | smoothed her forehead, pushed back her hair, and turned the
18 II, II | Seated beside Annette, in the back seat of the carriage, Olivier
19 II, II | He charged me to take you back with me. And I—do you know
20 II, II | and the painter called her back, marveling at this dark
21 II, II | dear, dear Any!”~Julio came back, bounding toward them, without
22 II, II | his jaws, and brought it back, wagging his tail.~The painter
23 II, II | the scene.~On their way back they talked of human life,
24 II, II | little dog that will not come back, will not obey, which has
25 II, II | Olivier did not call her back; it was as if the contact
26 II, II | ways, her motions, brought back to his lips the savor of
27 II, III| carriage, which was taking her back to her home, she suddenly
28 II, III| friend Bertin would bring you back. It was very clever of me
29 II, III| why, it is her mother come back to earth! What a miracle!
30 II, IV | with Annette, in the little back drawing-room, and was still
31 II, IV | as soon as the master’s back is turned.~He went away
32 II, IV | Bertin, with hands behind his back, paced the sidewalk, thinking
33 II, IV | distraction that he took led him back to the same point, where
34 II, V | toward the other salon at the back, where they could not be
35 II, V | sobbed.~He could see only the back of her neck, a mass of blond
36 II, V | from outside. Then he went back to bed, where he continued
37 II, V | it repaired, brought it back to her, clearer than ever;
38 II, VI | hot coals, stood in the back of the box looking at them
39 II, VI | Olivier took a seat at the back of the box, painfully affected,
40 II, VI | drawing-room, standing with her back toward him, hastily writing
41 II, VI | already.”~“But on your way back you will send us the nurse
42 II, VI | you and will bring them back either willingly or by force.”~“
43 II, VI | Count. “It will bring you back quicker. You will be here
44 II, VI | might be the last, traveled back through the years, through
45 II, VI | his head tenderly laid it back in the center of the pillow.
|