Chap.

  1        1|            had dashed off to shake hands with a dramatic critic whose
  2        1|         notion what to do with her hands and feet.”~La Faloise blushed
  3        1|             He had held up his big hands which were trembling under
  4        1|           and the journalist shook hands, while Blanche and Lucy
  5        1|    recognized Daguenet. They shook hands warmly.~“What are you after
  6        2|            hurry and stretched her hands out so as to let Zoe draw
  7        2|        clasped in her small gloved hands.~It was too late now—Mme
  8        2|          time hanging heavy on his hands in the bedroom. Whereupon
  9        2| announcement, and Nana clapped her hands. He wasn’t coming, what
 10        2|        from him he sprang upon her hands and kissed them with all
 11        2|           the hairdresser’s nimble hands, she stayed silently meditative.
 12        2|      escaped from beneath Francis’ hands and ran and bolted the doors.
 13        3|          turned and came and shook hands with him. And forthwith,
 14        3|         and she had taken both her hands in hers and addressed her
 15        3|         She placed an album in his hands and asked him to put it
 16        3|          Fauchery smiled and shook hands with Vandeuvres. He did
 17        4|        knelt on the floor with his hands among her skirts. And at
 18        4|        recognizing his face, shook hands with him and then went briskly
 19        4|          herself, took both Nana’s hands in hers and told her that
 20        4|         conventional as they shook hands and exchanged salutations.
 21        4|          they clapped their little hands: ‘We shall see Mamma act!
 22        4|           finger and with his fine hands in great evidence, he finished
 23        4|            who brewed money, whose hands forged millions, was wont
 24        4|          tried to take hold of her hands in order to lift her up
 25        4|     Because he’s thoroughly in the hands of the priests, and if he
 26        4|         follow her. She took their hands coaxingly and drew them
 27        4|            there.”~She clapped her hands in childish glee. Without
 28        4|       triumphantly. He held in his hands a last remaining bottle,
 29        5|     moodily stamping his feet. His hands were trembling slightly
 30        5|       perquisites. She clapped her hands excitedly and devoured Fontan
 31        5|          do?” said Fontan, shaking hands with Mignon and Fauchery,
 32        5|             bringing down his huge hands on the journalist’s slender
 33        5|         under their arms and their hands full of glasses. He began
 34        5|       wedged, had to lift up their hands so as not to brush against
 35        5|           of Venus flowed over his hands. But remorse mingled with
 36        5|          charms with her shriveled hands, nothing was suggested to
 37        5|      Prulliere passed by and shook hands with her, while two little
 38        5|         then after passing her two hands to her hair as though to
 39        5|         under the friction of many hands. On a level with the floor
 40        6|          hold her hat on with both hands to keep it from being blown
 41        6|            downpour. With drenched hands she began gathering the
 42        6|          tea gown, she clasped her hands in a perfect ecstasy.~“Oh,
 43        6|          her a dish of fruit their hands touched, and for one second
 44        6|         that to shove into a man’s hands!” Nevertheless, he grew
 45        6|           country caller. Only his hands were trembling slightly.
 46        6|        take hold of Nana with both hands.~“No, no! Take care!” she
 47        6|       cease to smile. She took his hands and spoke very familiarly
 48        6|      welcome.”~The two men clasped hands. Muffat, with his face in
 49        6|        disordered face and burning hands. One evening he was not
 50        6|             The two men had shaken hands and given each other the
 51        6|         rails of the gate in their hands and pressed their faces
 52        7|         the cold feel of it on his hands calmed him. He thought of
 53        7|       green newspaper in his green hands under the green light of
 54        7|        dish of iced cheese in both hands as he separated them.~Nana
 55        7|            pale face and twitching hands. He did not reproach her
 56        7|          her bare feet between her hands and was turning it mechanically
 57        7|         answer, and she raised her hands to his shoulders and began
 58        7|          her chin with her clasped hands. Then in a serious tone
 59        7|      scratching her legs with both hands. Then she took high ground:~“
 60        7|         buried his face in his wet hands. A noise of footsteps drove
 61        7|          des Panoramas and his two hands grasping the bars. He did
 62        7|          by a font. He clasped his hands and began searching within
 63        7|         with tears. He clasped his hands together.~“Oh, let’s go
 64        7|        pavement outside they shook hands silently, as though swayed
 65        8|           cried Nana, pressing her hands to her heart with the prettiest
 66        8|            on the sheet with their hands. Fontan went to bed again,
 67        8|      curtain would come off in her hands during her struggle with
 68        8|          with his head between his hands and laughed inwardly whenever
 69        8|            said to her:~“Show your hands! You’ve got no needle pricks
 70        9|             you know, so I keep my hands in my muff.”~Then changing
 71        9|           old hat, and he kept his hands in his pockets. He did not
 72        9|          footlights, lifted up her hands and pouted adorably at the
 73        9|         forward and silently shook hands with Bordenave.~“Ah, there
 74        9|     whistling carelessly, with his hands behind his back and his
 75        9|          with the friction of many hands, the scraped paint on the
 76        9|         made our peace let’s shake hands and be good friends in future.”~“
 77        9|          back with his face in his hands. Nana began pacing up and
 78        9|          my poor pet, I can lay my hands on that if I want to, but
 79        9|         his head between her small hands, pushed it back a little,
 80        9|           with a rain of kisses on hands and on face, she panted
 81        9|            I shall have you off my hands.”~For a quarter of an hour
 82        9|          came up, took him by both hands and, drawing him toward
 83        9|          went quietly up and shook hands with him.~“How are you getting
 84       10|            lamps in their uplifted hands. Bronzes and Chinese vases
 85       10|          at all on, walking on her hands and waving her feet in the
 86       10|           he got possession of her hands, felt about the wide sleeves
 87       10|          about the house and shook hands as guests and intimates
 88       10|         jolly good fellow, shaking hands with her and cracking the
 89       10|         count put himself into the hands of these gentlemen but expressed
 90       10|          amused and came and shook hands with her.~“We’re not angry,
 91       10|          count had again taken her hands; he no longer refused now;
 92       10|        fell of blonde hair in both hands and began shaking it above
 93       11|       sorry old hacks, and four–in–hands, sending along their four
 94       11|          their sunshades with both hands, while the bewildered footmen
 95       11|         thing silently allowed his hands to be wiped. The young woman
 96       11|          high seats of the four–in–hands and mail coaches, in the
 97       11|           strolling about with his hands behind his back, wearing
 98       11|           around her clapped their hands.~“Bravo, Nana! Nana’s ours
 99       12|         ended by feeling with both hands very slowly over the bones
100       12|           sleep, and he joined his hands and stammered a prayer.
101       12|         had he kept him in his own hands, for nobody asked for him;
102       12|              Then as Steiner shook hands with him:~“You know Nana’
103       12|           had a bill of his in his hands. At present he’s living
104       12|           shoulders.~Then he shook hands with the other gentlemen,
105       12|         Muffat gave him his. Their hands remained clasped, and the
106       12|           said Steiner.~“Are their hands glued together?” asked Foucarmont,
107       13|        lights.~The count, with his hands on his knees, was sitting
108       13|     Nothing remained intact in her hands; she broke everything, and
109       13|         table with the flat of her hands, lisping like a naughty
110       13|          troubles. She clapped her hands and danced about. After
111       13|            she was deserted on all hands and despised by the servants’
112       13|            not to go, clasping his hands together and blurting out:~“
113       13|           ruined man fell from her hands like a ripe fruit, to rot
114       13|             all passed through her hands as if engulfed by an abyss.
115       13|          he had fallen into Rose’s hands, and she treated him as
116       13|         smack! The smacks made her hands red, for as yet she was
117       13|        soil them too. Her delicate hands left abominable traces and
118       13|          dragging himself along on hands and knees.~“Fetch it, Caesar!
119       13|          The count had clasped his hands together and, shaken by
120       13|            way under him. And with hands despairingly outstretched
121       13|      access of faith he raised his hands ever higher and higher,
122       13|         took him out of his wife’s hands in order to restore him
123       13|          had been falling into the hands of inexperienced girls who
124       14|           strolling about with his hands in his pockets and greatly
125       14|         have been so glad to shake hands with her for the last time.~“
126       14|          alone sat there with bare hands and untidy hair and cheeks
127       14|        whispered Lucy as she shook hands with Rose. “We wanted to
128       14|           smoking a cigar with his hands behind his back, so as not
129       14|        table and while washing her hands and face continued:~“I don’