Book,  Chapter

1        I,  I   |  overshadow the sovereign’s brow.”~“To me, it seemed radiant,”
2        I,  I   |  folded arms and thoughtful brow, was listening dreamily
3        I,  XIII|   down upon them.~Michael’s brow contracted, and a cry escaped
4       II,  III | than usual, and his knitted brow gave signs of latent wrath
5       II,  VI  |   recognize the man for his brow at once cleared.~“Well,
6       II,  IX  | been,” replied Michael, his brow darkening.~Then later he
7       II,  XIV |    drops stood on Ogareff’s brow. He drew back a step, then