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 1      III|         had subjected himself by looking at his eyes, which occasionally
 2     VIII|          supported by his hands, looking out into the night.~ ~There
 3      XVI|       visibly agitated.~ ~He was looking at Marie-Anne; and she seemed
 4    XVIII|      revengeful project. You are looking for men to aid you, are
 5      XIX|  intrepid auxiliaries. They were looking forward to such a magnificent
 6    XXVII| disturbance?” inquired the duke, looking angrily over the audience.~ ~
 7      XXX|         mind. Corporal Bavois is looking out of the window. It must
 8    XXXII|   whispered:~ ~“For whom are you looking, my son?”~ ~“For Baron d’
 9    XXXIV|         you think?” he demanded, looking the Marquis de Courtornieu
10    XLIII|         the same old story, and, looking him steadfastly in the eye,
11      XLV|       like pulverized glass, and looking not unlike sugar.~ ~“Can
12      LII|    possession of such a beggarly looking wretch, accused him of being
13      LIV|       from going to a window and looking down upon the rabble in
14      LIV|          openings in the blinds, looking at a distance like lurid
15      LIV|      elbows upon the table, were looking at each other; and Martial
16       LV|  noticing that the messenger was looking over his shoulder:~ ~“Monsieur—