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An old man with a tangled beard was leaning over some iron and doing something, while muttering senseless words in French; and as always in that nightmare (this was what made it terrible) she felt this peasant was paying no attention to her but was doing something dreadful to her with the iron.
As she passed through the drawing-room she heard a vehicle stop at the front door, and, looking out of the window, she saw a young girl in a lilac hat leaning out of the carriage window and giving an order to the footman who was ringing at the front door.
Taking the hat from his perspiring head, he lay down, leaning his elbow upon the juicy, broad-bladed forest grass.
He turned over, and leaning on his elbows began looking at a herd of cattle in the distance approaching the river on the other side.
Though the rain had stopped, they were still standing in the same postures that they had adopted when the storm began: they stood leaning over a perambulator with a green hood.
Instead of going back to the drawing-room, whence came the sound of voices, he stopped on the verandah and leaning on the balustrade gazed at the sky.
On the first, and holding the reins, was seated Bébert, while Jeanlin, with his hands leaning on the edge of the last, was running barefooted behind.
The carriage went off towards Vandame, Jeanne and Lucie leaning down to laugh once more to their father, who was standing by the roadside; while Négrel gallantly trotted behind the fleeing wheels.
She was at the bottom of the cutting, leaning on her shovel; she was feeling ill, and she looked at them all with a foolish air without obeying.
They were frightened, however, and drew back close to Madame Hennebeau, who was leaning on a trough.
The house remained black and silent; he only saw a light appear at a first-floor window, and as this window opened, and he recognized the thin shadow that was leaning over the road, he came near.
And the engineer could only make out one thing with certainty: there were men down below, for their yells could be distinguished through the sound of the water and the fallen scaffolding, on leaning over the mouth of the shaft.
Catherine was leaning her aching head against the seam, when she sat up with a start.
Sometimes bending over the forecastle railings, sometimes leaning against the sternrail, I eagerly scoured that cotton-colored wake that whitened the ocean as far as the eye could see!
Just then I was in the bow, leaning over the starboard rail.
Just then, leaning over the forecastle railing, I saw Ned Land below me, one hand grasping the martingale, the other brandishing his dreadful harpoon.
Suddenly my clothes were seized by energetic hands, I felt myself pulled abruptly back to the surface of the sea, and yes, I heard these words pronounced in my ear:"If master would oblige me by leaning on my shoulder, master will swim with much greater ease."
Arms crossed, leaning against a corner of the table, the commander studied us with great care.
Leaning his elbow on the corner of a valuable mosaic table, he no longer saw me, he had forgotten my very presence.
"And note well, even when one has grasped all this, one still knows next to nothing, because these families are subdivided into genera, subgenera, species, varieties--""All right, Conseil my friend," the harpooner said, leaning toward the glass panel, "here come a couple of your varieties now!""Yes!
Captain Nemo was there, leaning over the organ, deep in a musical trance.
Leaning my elbows on the beacon housing, which jutted from the stern of the platform, I got set to scour that whole stretch of sky and sea.
How startled he must have felt, how frightened even, at seeing four huge, copper craniums leaning over him!
Leaning against the sides of the skiff, we were chatting of one thing and another, when Ned Land stretched his hand toward a point in the water, saying to me:"See anything out there, professor?"
His body leaning slightly back, Ned Land brandished his harpoon with expert hands.
There, leaning on erratically cut foundations, monumental rocks seemed to defy the laws of balance.
As I mused in this way, trying to establish in my memory every detail of this impressive landscape, Captain Nemo was leaning his elbows on a moss-covered monument, motionless as if petrified in some mute trance.
When I rejoined Captain Nemo, I found him leaning silently against a piece of rock and staring at the sky.
Their hides were rough and heavy, a tan color leaning toward a reddish brown; their coats were short and less than abundant.
Leaning against the walls, I dragged myself down the gangways to the lounge, whose ceiling lights were on.
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