Chapter

  1  1,1|       with thin lips and restless eyes, who bowed obsequiously.
  2  1,1|      whiter than the ceiling. His eyes blazed; and Madame Ferailleur
  3  1,2|        the malice gleaming in her eyes?" He pressed his hands to
  4  1,2|         brought tears to Pascal's eyes. "My God!" he exclaimed, "
  5  2,1|          curiosity gleamed in the eyes of Pascal's conductor, and
  6  3,1|          perfectly white, and his eyes seemed to be starting from
  7  3,1|       suddenly became purple, his eyes glittered, and it seemed
  8  3,3|           no dowry save her black eyes - but they are certainly
  9  3,3|              The baron opened his eyes in astonishment. "Ah! then
 10  3,4|          purple circles about his eyes. Still, on being questioned,
 11  4,1|        for a year.'" ~The baron's eyes were fixed upon his companion'
 12  4,2|    gesture. Hope glittered in his eyes. "Yes!" he exclaimed, "yes;
 13  5,6|          gleam in M. de Coralth's eyes, the marquis must have realized
 14  5,6|   gestures, by the glitter in his eyes, it might have been supposed
 15  6,2|       centre of the room, and his eyes were fixed upon her with
 16  6,3|     expression, tears came to his eyes, and rolled down his cheeks.
 17  6,3|         that you are sacred in my eyes?" He was evidently striving
 18  6,3|         roof, and under your very eyes?" ~"I was then ignorant
 19  6,4|           rigid features, and her eyes, usually so dull and lifeless,
 20  6,4|         starvation before my very eyes!" ~Madame d'Argeles spoke
 21  6,5|           bandage that covered my eyes. I can see my conduct clearly
 22  6,5|      Madame d'Argeles read in his eyes that he was the bearer of
 23  6,5|    unnatural light gleamed in her eyes. One curious guest, without
 24  7,1|       detected in M. de Coralth's eyes put the finishing touch
 25  7,2|        money lasts." He wiped his eyes, dry as they were, with
 26  7,3|           raised her tear-stained eyes to her son's. "Wilkie,"
 27  7,3|          world of entreaty in her eyes; they seemed to be begging
 28  7,4|         The bandage fell from her eyes. She had taken her dreams
 29  7,5|         Yes." ~Madame d'Argeles's eyes flashed. "Very well. I will
 30  7,6|           with quivering lips and eyes starting from their sockets -
 31  7,6|       furious rage gleamed in his eyes that Madame d'Argeles was
 32  7,6|         butchered before her very eyes, and she extended her arms
 33  7,6|       moment, and seeing that her eyes remained obstinately closed,
 34  7,7|        decided to do so, when his eyes fell upon a tiny aquarium,
 35  7,7|        and at last she opened her eyes, murmuring: "Wilkie!" ~"
 36  8,3|       enough to smile, though her eyes flashed ominously. But the
 37  8,4|         General's wife raised her eyes to Heaven in real or feigned
 38  9,5|     enthusiasm glowed in her dark eyes, and her tone of voice revealed
 39  9,5|           with such frank, honest eyes, could be meditating any
 40  9,6|        stolen from me - before my eyes in this fashion? A common
 41 10,1|         astonishment, rubbing his eyes as if to assure himself
 42 10,1|       mouth, staring with all her eyes and listening with all her
 43 10,2|      present moment, for Victor's eyes, usually a pale and undecided
 44 10,3|       your directions, but I have eyes and a tongue as well. And,
 45 10,5| chandeliers seemed marvels in his eyes; and the sumptuous chairs
 46 10,6|       turned deadly pale, and his eyes almost started from their
 47 11,1|          weeks; and her big black eyes, which gleamed with the
 48 11,1|    displeasure. And this time her eyes, instead of turning to the
 49 11,1|        and read it again with her eyes sparkling with joy. "And
 50 11,1|           to the messenger, whose eyes were glittering with intense
 51 11,2|           timidly approached, his eyes dilating with distrust and
 52 11,4|      ecstasy, staring at her with eyes expressive of the most intense
 53 11,5|           looking him full in the eyes, she exclaimed: "Then you
 54 11,5|          stepped forward with his eyes sparkling with enthusiasm,
 55 12,2|       Tears glittered in Pascal's eyes, but he breathed freely
 56 12,2| Marguerite for sanctify her in my eyes." ~ ~
 57 12,3|       scarcely dared to raise his eyes, so great was his dread
 58 12,4|          suddenly fallen from his eyes, and that he could now understand
 59 13,1|         to agree even with closed eyes to any measures he might
 60 13,2|         will you be in Valorsay's eyes? Why, Maumejan, one of my
 61 13,2|        flat nose, small, beadlike eyes, and sensual lips. He was
 62 13,3|   Maumejan!" he looked up and his eyes met Pascal's. But his glance
 63 13,5|           it?" ~Pascal opened his eyes in pretended astonishment,
 64 13,6|         escape Madame Leon's keen eyes? Fortunately M. de Valorsay
 65 13,7|          his short, fat legs, his eyes wildly dilating and his
 66 13,8|          but he had no sooner set eyes on it than he exclaimed: '
 67 14,1|         him pass out with haggard eyes, colorless lips, and disordered
 68 14,1|   poignant that tears came to his eyes; and he bitterly deplored
 69 14,3|       dark blue circles round his eyes. He seemed, moreover, to
 70 14,3|    although he had not closed his eyes the previous night, he only
 71 14,5|     changed that when M. Wilkie's eyes first fell on her, he asked
 72 15,1|       every movement with burning eyes in which I fancied I could
 73 15,2|      features contracted, and her eyes dilated, would have realized
 74 15,2|      gleam of fiendish joy in his eyes. But he protested, or pretended
 75 15,3|     notice at the time, opened my eyes to the truth. When we reached
 76 15,3|       regained its ascendency, my eyes were gradually opening to
 77 15,6|       gaming-house under the very eyes of the police, and in coining
 78 15,6|    sympathetic tear from Wilkie's eyes. He was only alive to the
 79 16,1|     feelings. But here, under the eyes of the marquis and M. de
 80 16,2|        looked round with startled eyes. He opened his lips to interrupt
 81 16,2|     dilation of the pupils of his eyes, and more than aught else
 82 18,1|         Mademoiselle Marguerite's eyes. The slightest token of
 83 18,1|        thereabouts, with laughing eyes and a heavy mustache. He
 84 18,2|         is changed. As soon as my eyes fell upon you, I experienced
 85 18,2|        admiration, such beautiful eyes, such glorious black hair,
 86 18,2|        rising hurriedly, with her eyes flashing, and her voice
 87 18,2|         as if petrified, with his eyes wide open and his hand still
 88 18,2|        the tears started from her eyes and glistened on her long
 89 18,3|          preserve my honor in the eyes of the world, and to right
 90 18,4|        But the hope was vain. Her eyes read the words, followed
 91 18,5|         She advanced with tearful eyes and outstretched arms, but
 92 19,1|         scandal, perhaps, and her eyes never once wandered from
 93 19,1|           an automatic tread, her eyes fixed on vacancy, and her
 94 19,1|             she faltered. But her eyes closed, her hands clutched
 95 19,1|        disfigured, and one of his eyes was black and swollen; nevertheless
 96 19,2|         once became sacred in her eyes; and it seemed to her an
 97 19,3|        felt the tears come to her eyes as she stood watching them. ~"
 98 19,5|            there was grief in his eyes and his breath came quick
 99 20,2|        lips. He became livid, his eyes seemed to start from their
100 20,2|      panting breath, and the many eyes riveted upon him, all combined
101 20,2|        his audience with flashing eyes, he explained, in a clear
102 20,2|    Mademoiselle Marguerite, whose eyes sparkled more brightly than
103 20,2|       distorted with passion, his eyes bloodshot, and foam upon
104 20,3|   resolution could be read in his eyes, the resolution of the condemned