Chap.

 1        1|          them, his finger to his lips, made them a sign to be
 2        1|   individual with thin, spiteful lips and, chief of all, a big
 3        1|          extremely pale, and his lips looked pinched—at fat Steiner,
 4        1|         stood there with smiling lips, her stature enhanced by
 5        1|         herd of men with parched lips and ardent eyes, still burning
 6        2|        seams, a snub nose, thick lips and two black eyes in continual
 7        2|      others sat pursing up their lips discreetly, thinking deeply
 8        2|        Mme Lerat, pursing up her lips, for she was still vexed
 9        2|        discreetly pursing up her lips.~And her mistress continuing
10        3|       her handkerchief up to her lips. And in the vast and solemn
11        3|        used to kiss Laure on the lips! And as the Countess Sabine,
12        4|        room they pursed up their lips, and all grew very conventional
13        4|      flushed her a rosy–red; her lips were moist; her eyes sparkled,
14        4|      another and pursed up their lips. At her age little Maria
15        5|          in order to see how her lips looked.~“The prince.”~“I
16        5|       again.”~Simonne opened her lips to speak, but her remarks
17        5|         Fauchery grew white. His lips trembled, and he was ready
18        5|   embarrassment played about her lips.~“Oh, don’t apologize,”
19        5|           had not yet opened his lips. He was thinking perforce
20        5|     large dabs of carmine on her lips. Count Muffat felt more
21        5|      sweet, amorous smile on her lips, and attacked the opening
22        5|          of standing with sealed lips for fear of allowing some
23        6|         shadow of a smile on her lips, she seemed to be following
24        6|       behind his dry, speechless lips. She refrained from setting
25        6|         and a vague smile on his lips.~“Are you still in pain,
26        6|    exclamations burst from their lips. They had been trying hard
27        7|         and laid a finger on her lips to beg him to be silent.
28        7|        and a question was on her lips.~“You haven’t read the Figaro
29        7|          closed eyes, her parted lips, her face clothed with amorous
30        7|       her limbs. She put out her lips, kissed herself long in
31        7|          transport. But only his lips kept stammering empty words;
32        7|    phrased it, and stuck out his lips and wrinkled up his nose,
33        8|          kissed him at random on lips, eyes, nose or ear. Then
34        8|          with a longish face and lips pursed up in a discreet
35        8|          burst; they wiped their lips with slow, luxurious movements.
36        8|          cried after dipping his lips in the mixture. “You’ve
37        8|         breeding, pursing up her lips, as she did so, like a highly
38        8|        would laugh and smack his lips before her turkeys and legs
39        8|     whitened faces, their rouged lips and their darkened eyelids
40        8|         recurred to her friend’s lips she stopped it with a kiss.
41        8|      stopped it with a kiss. Her lips pouted in pretty indignation;
42        9| manuscript, a pencil between his lips.~“Well, what are they waiting
43        9|      toward Bosc and smacked his lips vigorously.~“Good! That’
44        9|        had never once opened his lips. He had slipped quite down
45        9|         rose tumultuously to his lips. Surprised at his apparent
46        9|          by outraged vanity; his lips were drawn and thin, his
47       10|       and the red of her painted lips. And the wonder of wonders
48       10|       total ignorance, while his lips wore the subtle smile of
49       10|      both, and Zoe pursed up her lips and took her departure with
50       10|         ironical curve about her lips.~“Oh yes! I’m a baggage,”
51       10|          was a great nibbling of lips, and the pear was finished
52       11|      liveries, she pursed up her lips, sat bolt upright and turned
53       11|      ecstatically, drenching her lips in it as though it were
54       12|       wedged tightly between her lips.~“Dear me, you’re charming,
55       12|           the fever that set his lips aquiver.~“What’s the matter
56       12|          yes!”~She pursed up her lips disapprovingly.~“That’s
57       12|         her unmoved features her lips wore a delicate, victorious
58       12|          shining eyes and parted lips stood sharply out as it
59       13|        slightest breath from her lips changed gold into fine ashes,
60       13|         her vacant eyes, and her lips, slightly drawn back, displayed
61       13|          francs. Nana put up her lips, and he took a long kiss
62       13|          prayer escaped from his lips. But someone touched him