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He saw her lovely face grow crimson, and bending her fair, shapely head, she whispered:
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Sylvia saw the lovely, slender neck grow crimson.
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She felt her face grow crimson.
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She saw his face grow crimson as he read, the veins standing out on his forehead, then grow pale again.
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The Rhine and the canals will grow crimson, for much blood will flow into them and they will mirror an unequalled conflagration.
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This remark made Jack's face grow crimson, and, striding up to St. John, he clenched his fists, at which the young man promptly retreated.
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The boys roared, and the face of the country lad grew crimson.
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Sergius grew crimson under the taunting voice and the little, shifty eyes.
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The ensign's cheeks grew crimson under the sting of that veiled insult.
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Her fair face grew crimson when she remembered what she had done.
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The dainty little face grew crimson; the hand in David's trembled.
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He wondered why the beautiful face grew crimson and the dark eyes dropped.
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Trembling with anger she abruptly broke in, exclaiming, as her face grew crimson:
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Instead, his countenance grew crimson, and he seemed to be shaking with anger.
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The expression of Constance's face changed to sadness, and her cheeks grew crimson.
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The older girl's face was no longer pale but had suddenly grown crimson.