1 I feel the blood flowing towards my brain.
The Count of Monte Cristo By Alexandre DumasContextHighlight In Chapter 19. The Third Attack. 2 At every stroke a jet of blood sprang from the wound.
The Count of Monte Cristo By Alexandre DumasContextHighlight In Chapter 35. La Mazzolata. 3 These were the first tears the man of blood had ever wept.
The Count of Monte Cristo By Alexandre DumasContextHighlight In Chapter 33. Roman Bandits. 4 Dantes raised his head and saw Faria's eyes injected with blood.
The Count of Monte Cristo By Alexandre DumasContextHighlight In Chapter 19. The Third Attack. 5 It seemed as if a flow of blood had ascended from the chest to the head.
The Count of Monte Cristo By Alexandre DumasContextHighlight In Chapter 19. The Third Attack. 6 "Listen," said the count, and deep hatred mounted to his face, as the blood would to the face of any other.
The Count of Monte Cristo By Alexandre DumasContextHighlight In Chapter 35. La Mazzolata. 7 I felt his blood gush over my face, but I was intoxicated, I was delirious, and the blood refreshed, instead of burning me.
The Count of Monte Cristo By Alexandre DumasContextHighlight In Chapter 44. The Vendetta. 8 The shot had frightfully lacerated her throat, leaving two gaping wounds from which, as well as the mouth, the blood was pouring in floods.
The Count of Monte Cristo By Alexandre DumasContextHighlight In Chapter 45. The Rain of Blood. 9 As I entered Nimes, I literally waded in blood; at every step you encountered dead bodies and bands of murderers, who killed, plundered, and burned.
The Count of Monte Cristo By Alexandre DumasContextHighlight In Chapter 44. The Vendetta. 10 Fernand made no reply, nor did he attempt to check the tears which flowed down the cheeks of Mercedes, although for each of these tears he would have shed his heart's blood; but these tears flowed for another.
The Count of Monte Cristo By Alexandre DumasContextHighlight In Chapter 3. The Catalans. 11 He had, moreover, looked upon the customs officer wounded to death, and, whether from heat of blood produced by the encounter, or the chill of human sentiment, this sight had made but slight impression upon him.
The Count of Monte Cristo By Alexandre DumasContextHighlight In Chapter 22. The Smugglers. 12 The murdered man lay on the floor, his head leaning against the wall, and about him was a pool of blood which poured forth from three large wounds in his breast; there was a fourth gash, in which a long table knife was plunged up to the handle.
The Count of Monte Cristo By Alexandre DumasContextHighlight In Chapter 45. The Rain of Blood. 13 The last attack I had," said he, "lasted but half an hour, and after it I was hungry, and got up without help; now I can move neither my right arm nor leg, and my head seems uncomfortable, which shows that there has been a suffusion of blood on the brain.
The Count of Monte Cristo By Alexandre DumasContextHighlight In Chapter 17. The Abbe's Chamber. 14 He dressed entirely in black, with the exception of his white tie, and his funeral appearance was only mitigated by the slight line of red ribbon which passed almost imperceptibly through his button-hole, and appeared like a streak of blood traced with a delicate brush.
The Count of Monte Cristo By Alexandre DumasContextHighlight In Chapter 48. Ideology. 15 As I noticed the significant manner in which the whole party pointed to my blood-stained garments, I involuntarily surveyed myself, and then I discovered that the thick warm drops that had so bedewed me as I lay beneath the staircase must have been the blood of La Carconte.
The Count of Monte Cristo By Alexandre DumasContextHighlight In Chapter 45. The Rain of Blood. 16 As I passed the city gates I declared that I had found the child on the road, and I inquired where the asylum was; the box confirmed my statement, the linen proved that the infant belonged to wealthy parents, the blood with which I was covered might have proceeded from the child as well as from any one else.
The Count of Monte Cristo By Alexandre DumasContextHighlight In Chapter 44. The Vendetta. 17 With a calm smile and a gentle wave of the hand, Monte Cristo signed to the distracted mother to lay aside her apprehensions; then, opening a casket that stood near, he drew forth a phial of Bohemian glass incrusted with gold, containing a liquid of the color of blood, of which he let fall a single drop on the child's lips.
The Count of Monte Cristo By Alexandre DumasContextHighlight In Chapter 47. The Dappled Grays. Your search result possibly is over 17 sentences. If you upgrade to a VIP account, you will see up to 500 sentences for one search.