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 1     I|   behind his back, and with his pale, withered, parchment-like
 2     I|        his face suddenly turned pale. "What! In my coffin! Do
 3    VI|     back her head; her face was pale, her eyes looked feverish,
 4  VIII|      cast down his eyes, turned pale, pressed Master Boltay's
 5    IX|        the young man grew quite pale, and cast himself on the
 6    IX| eyebrows! And his face, too, so pale and refined, a hand like
 7    IX|    blush, but remained cold and pale.~ ~Looking round very mysteriously
 8    IX|      Fanny's face was no longer pale, but as red as the dawn,
 9    IX|         marrow. Abellino turned pale and shivered with rage.
10    IX|           Fennimore's naturally pale face grew blue and green,
11  XIII|         while Fanny's turned as pale as death.~ ~"'Tis he!"~ ~
12  XIII|   clinging to him. Her face was pale and her bosom heaved. It
13   XVI|         she said, as she was as pale at that moment as if she
14  XVII|          said his wife, turning pale.~ ~"You silly thing, what'
15  XVII|     that is no mate for it. How pale, how yellow it looks, poor
16  XVII|          But, good Heavens! how pale you are! What is the matter?"~ ~"
17  XVII|        entered.~ ~Fanny was not pale now, but her face burned
18   XIX|        saw her only lying there pale, faded, with the sweat of
19    XX|       light to the landscape.~ ~Pale fallow stripes appear to