Part,  Chapter

1     I,      IV| laughed, caressed his father's cheeks, and called him "Édes jó
2     I,      IX|        that I could pat on the cheeks, and your little wife would
3     I,       X|      rolling down the furrowed cheeks. "That is for the seven
4    II,       I|     seen on one of the dimpled cheeks. Her eyebrows were dense,
5    II,      IX|   night, with that beard on my cheeks and chin; and I was conceited
6    II,       X|        was enough to paint the cheeks of the most degraded woman
7    II,      XV|       dresses and with painted cheeks, all huddled pell-mell in
8    II,      XV|      The tears rushed down the cheeks of the police officer. That
9    II,    XVII|        rose from her seat, her cheeks aglow, her eyes burning. "