Chapter

 1  2,1|    cause; nor did he get up to look out of the narrow grated
 2  2,3|    fellow?" John asked, with a look on the scorched and bruised
 3  4,1|       out the cell of the man. Look, look! is not that the window
 4  4,1|     the cell of the man. Look, look! is not that the window
 5  4,1|    cannot be true." ~"However, look!" said the officer. ~And
 6  4,1|       the gate by day." ~"Just look!" ~John de Witt leaned out
 7  4,2|   matter again?" asked John. ~"Look there!" said the coachman. ~
 8  4,2|   mangled by the torture. Only look, look!" ~"Indeed, it is
 9  4,2|        the torture. Only look, look!" ~"Indeed, it is Cornelius,
10  4,2|        I request you to go and look after my troops, that they
11  4,3|      thou Sun, thou hadst best look to thy rays!" ~And the young
12  6,1| whenever he thought he saw him look happy, or descried a smile
13  7,2|        my dry-room; let us now look after the other." ~And without
14  7,3|        imputation. ~"Now don't look astonished, if you please." ~"
15  8,1|   doctor to feel any desire to look into it. He did not even
16  9,1|   bending over the banister to look down upon the sweet face
17  9,2|     the window, and cast a sad look round the circular yard
18 10,2|     harm can they do to me?" ~"Look at that gibbet." ~"But I
19 11,1|    gave himself the trouble to look for it. ~Cornelius himself
20 11,2|      Cornelius turned round to look from whom it came; but Rosa,
21 11,3|      with his eyes the angelic look of Rosa, but he saw, behind
22 12,1|       when he would be able to look with pity on this earth,
23 13,1|       and he obeyed. ~His last look was towards the Buytenhof.
24 14,1|   river, and casting a longing look to the windmills of his
25 15,1|     well," said Gryphus, "just look sharp: that's what I shall
26 15,1|    Master Gryphus." ~"Just so, look whether the Mynheer de Witt
27 15,2|    exclaimed Cornelius, with a look beaming with love and joy. ~
28 16,1|      for the latter one, and I look beforehand on this unfortunate
29 16,2|      own horse, will you still look at poor Rosa, the daughter
30 17,1|       laugh. "He is hideous to look at; crooked, nearly fifty
31 17,1|        age, and never dares to look me in the face, or to speak,
32 18,1| prisoner asked, with a doleful look. ~"I know it because he
33 18,1|      away to avoid my father's look; but I met those of Jacob. ~"
34 18,2|  ground; leave the garden, but look through the keyhole of the
35 19,1|    Thus Cornelius did not even look at Gryphus. ~ ~
36 20,1|     would not, understand this look, Rosa answered gravely, - ~"
37 20,2|        Oh, my dear, dear Rosa! look how my hands tremble; look
38 20,2|     look how my hands tremble; look at my pale cheek, hear how
39 21,1|   certainly never did prisoner look with greater complacency
40 26,2|        Van Systens exchanged a look with the Prince, who, since
41 27,1|      made her a sign to go and look through the open door into
42 27,2|        and have such an honest look, that I am inclined to believe
43 27,2|      Stadtholder exchanged one look only. ~That of Rosa was
44 28,1|         there was no future to look forward to. ~Alas! Rosa,
45 28,2|    with what?" ~"First of all, look at what I have in my hand." ~"
46 29,2|       what direction he should look to find it? ~In truth, to
47 29,2|          In vain did Cornelius look to the right and to the
48 32,1|     don't take me away! Let me look once more! Is what I see
49 33,1|        and who with a grateful look to heaven, returned his