She fell asleep again when he left the room.
Again she leaned back so she could see his face.
Again he gazed down at her.
I had made many mistakes, and Miss Sullivan had pointed them out again and again with gentle patience.
When she woke again, the room was dark.
"Let's go down again!" he said, in his hoarse voice.
"I thought he was going to beat you to me again," "Who?" he asked again.
She tried again with the same results.
Destiny coughed again and then retched.
Then he got into the buggy again and took the reins, and the horse at once backed away from the tree, turned slowly around, and began to trot down the sandy road which was just visible in the dim light.
Once again fear squeezed her stomach.
He rang the doorbell again and pounded on the door.
I have never played with words again for the mere pleasure of the game.
Alex said she was seeing him again after his wife died.
But he became nervous again when the next visitor was announced.
Again and again I ask impatiently, "Why concern myself with these explanations and hypotheses?"
Once again the rear end was on solid ground.
Once again fear squeezed her stomach.
Again and again I ask impatiently, "Why concern myself with these explanations and hypotheses?"
Princess was supposed to foal again in January.
She nodded, searching the room again for Alex.
Worse, he had again assumed she was a willing participant.
I, too, will try, try again, till I succeed.
Nancy is sick again, new teeth do make her ill.
When my floor was dirty, I rose early, and, setting all my furniture out of doors on the grass, bed and bedstead making but one budget, dashed water on the floor, and sprinkled white sand from the pond on it, and then with a broom scrubbed it clean and white; and by the time the villagers had broken their fast the morning sun had dried my house sufficiently to allow me to move in again, and my meditations were almost uninterupted.
The wound opened again and the salt he threw into it drew a sharp response from her.
The house will know where everything in it is; you will never again lose your keys or your child's favorite stuffed animal.
Being groped by him again wasn't something she was looking forward to.
His tail was short and scraggly, and his harness had been broken in many places and fastened together again with cords and bits of wire.
Then he went out again, very quietly, and slipped them all into the boy's pocket.
And all of the sweet-faced sisters and other women of the place listened while he sang again the wonderful song of the creation.
It has 4,000,000K of memory—once again, a thousandfold increase over its predecessor.
Again she glanced up at him.
They were at it again - or at least Dulce was.
She blinked and read it again, counting the zeros to assure that she had read it properly.
Then again, maybe he figured she wouldn't understand them if she did look.
Again she coughed until she retched.
Again she coughed until she retched.
Minutes later when the nurse arrived with a syringe of medicine, Destiny was asleep again, still clutching the doll to her chest.
Then again, maybe he was still defending his fight for Alex.
She rinsed the pot again before responding.
He didn't bring it up again - not even when Jonathan was unable to get his short arm into a comfortable position to play the guitar.
Then again, maybe he was being sued.
Again she saw Nick's face in the car window.
Neither the boy nor the girl spoke again for some minutes.
"Of course; can't you see?" and again the kitten wandered into the air and back to the edge of the roof.
I had let so much gas out of my balloon that I could not rise again, and in a few minutes the earth closed over my head.
But the pulling of them apart and pushing them together again was only a sleight-of-hand trick.
"Why, we can see each other again!" cried one, joyfully.
"Yes," sighed Eureka; "and I also can see you again, and the sight makes me dreadfully hungry.
Some of the wooden beings fell flat upon the ground, where they quivered and trembled in every limb; but most of them managed to wheel and escape again to a distance.
He put the harness together again and hitched Jim to the buggy.
They now moved on again, creeping slowly up another steep incline.
It will seem like being at home again, for I lived in that room for many, many years.
Everybody lives in peace here, and loves everybody else; and unless you two, Billina and Eureka, make up and be friends, I'll take my Magic Belt and wish you both home again, IMMEJITLY.
They applauded all his tricks and at the end of the performance begged him earnestly not to go away again and leave them.
Some days after this the Spartans heard strange news: "Aristomenes is again at the head of the Greek army."
The number of pharmaceutical patents issued in 2010 was also more than fifty thousand—also an all-time record, and also likely to be broken again and again in the years to come.
He worked to apply a means test, pared the rolls back, then died; the rolls swelled again, and his successor again tried to bring them in line, but it was hard.
Again, this is because without compelling, widely accepted facts, we use things we've learned from other parts of our lives to make our decisions.
Then again, don't the fat years make up for all this?
But again, this could happen in nature, so it is hard to see how we can object to this.
As Eisenhower's presidency neared an end, he spoke of war again, but less in terms of economic costs.
That is exactly what happens, again and again, with unspeakable results: dead bodies by the millions, each someone's child, and millions more mutilated.
In the modern age, money is once again represented by bits, but a different kind altogether: Money went from gold to paper and is now digital.
We don't find ourselves endlessly returning to their work again and again.
Again, it was the growth of a plant that furnished the text for a lesson.
This habit of assimilating what pleased me and giving it out again as my own appears in much of my early correspondence and my first attempts at writing.
I wrote timidly, fearfully, but resolutely, urged on by my teacher, who knew that if I persevered, I should find my mental foothold again and get a grip on my faculties.
I promised to visit him again the following summer, but he died before the promise was fulfilled.
I will come to Memphis again to see Mr. Farris and Mrs. Graves and Mr. Mayo and Mr. Graves.
Yesterday the Countess of Meath came again to see me.
Do write to me soon again, directing your letter to Boston.
But when the bright, pleasant autumn days came, and I felt strong again I began to think about the sketch.
When Miss Keller puts her work in typewritten form, she cannot refer to it again unless some one reads it to her by means of the manual alphabet.
Of course she wanted it and tried to take it; but I spelled the word again and patted her hand.
Then I showed her the doll and spelled the word again, holding the doll toward her as I held the cake.
Helen didn't come up to my room after supper, and I didn't see her again until breakfast-time.
Again, when I hid the spool, she looked for it in a little box not more than an inch long; and she very soon gave up the search.
Then she said, "Helen wind slow," again suiting the action to the words.
When she referred to our conversation again, it was to ask, "Why did not Jesus go away, so that His enemies could not find Him?"
It was more than a year before she alluded to the subject again, and when she did return to it, her questions were numerous and persistent.
Here again, I am unable to state where she acquired these expressions.
If you do, perhaps I will dream again for you some time.
Every child begins the world again, to some extent, and loves to stay outdoors, even in wet and cold.
To meet the objections of some inveterate cavillers, I may as well state, that if I dined out occasionally, as I always had done, and I trust shall have opportunities to do again, it was frequently to the detriment of my domestic arrangements.
In August, the large masses of berries, which, when in flower, had attracted many wild bees, gradually assumed their bright velvety crimson hue, and by their weight again bent down and broke the tender limbs.
They sang at intervals throughout the night, and were again as musical as ever just before and about dawn.
The bullet of your thought must have overcome its lateral and ricochet motion and fallen into its last and steady course before it reaches the ear of the hearer, else it may plow out again through the side of his head.
Men who did not know when their visit had terminated, though I went about my business again, answering them from greater and greater remoteness.
I felt proud to know that the liberties of Massachusetts and of our fatherland were in such safe keeping; and as I turned to my hoeing again I was filled with an inexpressible confidence, and pursued my labor cheerfully with a calm trust in the future.
After hoeing, or perhaps reading and writing, in the forenoon, I usually bathed again in the pond, swimming across one of its coves for a stint, and washed the dust of labor from my person, or smoothed out the last wrinkle which study had made, and for the afternoon was absolutely free.
Again the works of man shine as in the spring.
Men come tamely home at night only from the next field or street, where their household echoes haunt, and their life pines because it breathes its own breath over again; their shadows, morning and evening, reach farther than their daily steps.
I have tried it again and again.
But I see that if I were to live in a wilderness I should again be tempted to become a fisher and hunter in earnest.
So perfect is this instinct, that once, when I had laid them on the leaves again, and one accidentally fell on its side, it was found with the rest in exactly the same position ten minutes afterward.
If I endeavored to overtake him in a boat, in order to see how he would manoeuvre, he would dive and be completely lost, so that I did not discover him again, sometimes, till the latter part of the day.
He dived again, but I miscalculated the direction he would take, and we were fifty rods apart when he came to the surface this time, for I had helped to widen the interval; and again he laughed long and loud, and with more reason than before.
I found that it was as well for me to rest on my oars and wait his reappearing as to endeavor to calculate where he would rise; for again and again, when I was straining my eyes over the surface one way, I would suddenly be startled by his unearthly laugh behind me.
As my driver prophesied when I was plowing, they warmed me twice--once while I was splitting them, and again when they were on the fire, so that no fuel could give out more heat.
Again, perhaps, Nature will try, with me for a first settler, and my house raised last spring to be the oldest in the hamlet.
When I made most noise he would stretch out his neck, and erect his neck feathers, and open his eyes wide; but their lids soon fell again, and he began to nod.
In like manner the evil which one does in the interval of a day prevents the germs of virtues which began to spring up again from developing themselves and destroys them.
I pumped my fellow-prisoner as dry as I could, for fear I should never see him again; but at length he showed me which was my bed, and left me to blow out the lamp.
When they called for the vessels again, I was green enough to return what bread I had left; but my comrade seized it, and said that I should lay that up for lunch or dinner.
But I think, again, This is no reason why I should do as they do, or permit others to suffer much greater pain of a different kind.
She added that Her Majesty had deigned to show Baron Funke beaucoup d'estime, and again her face clouded over with sadness.
She returned to the group where the vicomte was still talking, and again pretended to listen, while waiting till it would be time to leave.
And sighing disdainfully, he again changed his position.
"'I showed them the path to glory, but they did not follow it,'" Prince Andrew continued after a short silence, again quoting Napoleon's words.
Hippolyte spluttered again, and amid his laughter said, And you were saying that the Russian ladies are not equal to the French?
Pierre drank one glass after another, looking from under his brows at the tipsy guests who were again crowding round the window, and listening to their chatter.
Dolokhov turned round and, again holding on with both hands, arranged himself on his seat.
"If anyone comes meddling again," said he, emitting the words separately through his thin compressed lips, "I will throw him down there.
Saying this he again turned round, dropped his hands, took the bottle and lifted it to his lips, threw back his head, and raised his free hand to balance himself.
Pierre again covered his eyes and thought he would never open them again.
And as he waved his arms to impersonate the policeman, his portly form again shook with a deep ringing laugh, the laugh of one who always eats well and, in particular, drinks well.
Natasha, raising her face for a moment from her mother's mantilla, glanced up at her through tears of laughter, and again hid her face.
The little kitten, feasting her eyes on him, seemed ready at any moment to start her gambols again and display her kittenish nature.
"My dear!" exclaimed his mother imploringly, again laying her hand on his arm as if that touch might soothe or rouse him.
Boris bowed again politely.
"What do the doctors say?" asked the princess after a pause, her worn face again expressing deep sorrow.
But Boris again interrupted him.
Nicholas sat at some distance from Sonya, beside Julie Karagina, to whom he was again talking with the same involuntary smile.
"The young man's a real hussar!" shouted the colonel, again thumping the table.
The band again struck up, the count and countess kissed, and the guests, leaving their seats, went up to "congratulate" the countess, and reached across the table to clink glasses with the count, with the children, and with one another.
Again the footmen rushed about, chairs scraped, and in the same order in which they had entered but with redder faces, the guests returned to the drawing room and to the count's study.
And she began to cry again because he had such a noble soul.
Sonya could not continue, and again hid her face in her hands and in the feather bed.
And again she began to sob, more bitterly than before.
Everyone again looked toward the door, which creaked as the second princess went in with the drink she had prepared according to Lorrain's instructions.
"Who sacrificed everything for him," chimed in the princess, who would again have risen had not the prince still held her fast, "though he never could appreciate it.
She smiled, hid her face in her handkerchief, and remained with it hidden for awhile; then looking up and seeing Pierre she again began to laugh.
He looked inquiringly at his monitress and saw that she was again going on tiptoe to the reception room where they had left Prince Vasili and the eldest princess.
A few minutes later the eldest sister came out with a pale hard face, again biting her underlip.
The two women let go of one another, and then, as if afraid of being too late, seized each other's hands, kissing them and pulling them away, and again began kissing each other on the face, and then to Prince Andrew's surprise both began to cry and kissed again.
She brought her face close to her sister-in-law's and unexpectedly again began to cry.
Prince Andrew, looking again at that genealogical tree, shook his head, laughing as a man laughs who looks at a portrait so characteristic of the original as to be amusing.
And the conversation again turned on the war, on Bonaparte, and the generals and statesmen of the day.
The prince again laughed his frigid laugh.
God knows how long we may again be parted.
She kissed him on the forehead and sat down again on the sofa.
He seized his son by the hand with small bony fingers, shook it, looked straight into his son's face with keen eyes which seemed to see through him, and again laughed his frigid laugh.
In half an hour all was again in order, only the squares had become gray instead of black.
The word of command rang out, and again the regiment quivered, as with a jingling sound it presented arms.
The regiment roared, "Health to your ex... len... len... lency!" and again all became silent.
They were again silent.
Then wrinkles ran over his face like a wave and his forehead became smooth again, he bowed his head respectfully, closed his eyes, silently let Mack enter his room before him, and closed the door himself behind him.
Each time Prince Nesvitski tried to move on, soldiers and carts pushed him back again and pressed him against the railings, and all he could do was to smile.
The weather had cleared again since noon and the sun was descending brightly upon the Danube and the dark hills around it.
Again on all the bright faces of the squadron the serious expression appeared that they had worn when under fire.
Again someone shouted, "Stretchers!"
There--they are shouting again, and again are all running back somewhere, and I shall run with them, and it, death, is here above me and around...
Another instant and I shall never again see the sun, this water, that gorge!...
He again recalled all the details of the victory and his own calm courage during the battle, and feeling reassured he dozed off....
He again vividly recalled the details of the battle, no longer dim, but definite and in the concise form in which he imagined himself stating them to the Emperor Francis.
"If we live we shall see," replied Bilibin, his face again becoming smooth as a sign that the conversation was at an end.
The scoundrel is again at our heels!
All along the sides of the road fallen horses were to be seen, some flayed, some not, and broken-down carts beside which solitary soldiers sat waiting for something, and again soldiers straggling from their companies, crowds of whom set off to the neighboring villages, or returned from them dragging sheep, fowls, hay, and bulging sacks.
The officer glanced at him, and without replying turned again to the soldier.
Prince Andrew glanced again at the artillery officer's small figure.
The manly voice again interrupted the artillery officer.
Mounting his horse again Prince Andrew lingered with the battery, looking at the puff from the gun that had sent the ball.
"Once again, Colonel," said the general, "I can't leave half my men in the wood.
Breathing again, breathing! he muttered to himself.
"Well, till we meet again..." he said, holding out his hand to Tushin.
Suddenly, near by on the right, shouting and firing were again heard.
They all rushed out of the village again, but Tushin's guns could not move, and the artillerymen, Tushin, and the cadet exchanged silent glances as they awaited their fate.
And again and again in the complete darkness Tushin's guns moved forward, surrounded by the humming infantry as by a frame.
He kept closing his eyes and then again looking at the fire, which seemed to him dazzlingly red, and at the feeble, round-shouldered figure of Tushin who was sitting cross-legged like a Turk beside him.
And he again saw her not as the daughter of Prince Vasili, but visualized her whole body only veiled by its gray dress.
Why did this thought never occur to me before? and again he told himself that it was impossible, that there would be something unnatural, and as it seemed to him dishonorable, in this marriage.
And again his handkerchief, and again: 'Sergey Kuzmich, From all sides,'... and tears, till at last somebody else was asked to read it.
And he again turned to Pierre.
"The step must be taken but I cannot, I cannot!" thought Pierre, and he again began speaking about indifferent matters, about Sergey Kuzmich, asking what the point of the story was as he had not heard it properly.
She saw Prince Vasili's face, serious for an instant at the sight of her, but immediately smiling again, and the little princess curiously noting the impression "Marie" produced on the visitors.
And he sat down again, paying no more attention to his daughter, who was reduced to tears.
When she saw the count, she stretched out her arms to him, embraced his bald head, over which she again looked at the letter and the portrait, and in order to press them again to her lips, she slightly pushed away the bald head.
Again Rostov looked intently into Boris' eyes and sighed.
The whole army was extended in three lines: the cavalry in front, behind it the artillery, and behind that again the infantry.
In spite of this, or rather because of it, next day, November 15, after dinner he again went to Olmutz and, entering the house occupied by Kutuzov, asked for Bolkonski.
Again he pressed the hand of the latter with an expression of good-natured, sincere, and animated levity.
Next day, the army began its campaign, and up to the very battle of Austerlitz, Boris was unable to see either Prince Andrew or Dolgorukov again and remained for a while with the Ismaylov regiment.
Langeron lifted his eyes with an expression of perplexity, turned round to Miloradovich as if seeking an explanation, but meeting the latter's impressive but meaningless gaze drooped his eyes sadly and again took to twirling his snuffbox.
When the reading which lasted more than an hour was over, Langeron again brought his snuffbox to rest and, without looking at Weyrother or at anyone in particular, began to say how difficult it was to carry out such a plan in which the enemy's position was assumed to be known, whereas it was perhaps not known, since the enemy was in movement.
He listened to what Langeron said, as if remarking, "So you are still at that silly business!" quickly closed his eye again, and let his head sink still lower.
Over there, where the shouting came from, a fire flared up and went out again, then another, and all along the French line on the hill fires flared up and the shouting grew louder and louder.
Rostov asked again, after waiting for a reply.
Only when approaching Bagration did Rostov let his horse gallop again, and with his hand at the salute rode up to the general.
"However, if you command it, Your Majesty," said Kutuzov, lifting his head and again assuming his former tone of a dull, unreasoning, but submissive general.
The troops again began to move, and two battalions of the Novgorod and one of the Apsheron regiment went forward past the Emperor.
Prince Andrew again seized the standard and, dragging it by the staff, ran on with the battalion.
Give it them! he mentally exclaimed at these sounds, and again proceeded to gallop along the line, penetrating farther and farther into the region where the army was already in action.
Having passed the Guards and traversed an empty space, Rostov, to avoid again getting in front of the first line as he had done when the Horse Guards charged, followed the line of reserves, going far round the place where the hottest musket fire and cannonade were heard.
Turning the horse sharply, he again jumped the ditch, and deferentially addressed the horseman with the white plumes, evidently suggesting that he should do the same.
The crowd, pushing forward desperately, squeezed together, moved a few steps, and again stopped.
Suddenly he again felt that he was alive and suffering from a burning, lacerating pain in his head.
Above him again was the same lofty sky with clouds that had risen and were floating still higher, and between them gleamed blue infinity.
Napoleon apparently remembered seeing him on the battlefield and, addressing him, again used the epithet "young man" that was connected in his memory with Prince Andrew.
At every jolt he again felt unendurable pain; his feverishness increased and he grew delirious.
"Do wake up, Vaska!" he went on, turning to Denisov, whose head was again nodding.
Natasha's voice was again heard at the door.
A minority of those present were casual guests--chiefly young men, among whom were Denisov, Rostov, and Dolokhov--who was now again an officer in the Semenov regiment.
Count Ilya, again thrusting his way through the crowd, went out of the drawing room and reappeared a minute later with another committeeman, carrying a large silver salver which he presented to Prince Bagration.
Everyone rose, feeling that dinner was more important than verses, and Bagration, again preceding all the rest, went in to dinner.
When the voices subsided, the footmen cleared away the broken glass and everybody sat down again, smiling at the noise they had made and exchanging remarks.
The old count rose once more, glanced at a note lying beside his plate, and proposed a toast, "To the health of the hero of our last campaign, Prince Peter Ivanovich Bagration!" and again his blue eyes grew moist.
Dolokhov lowered his head to the snow, greedily bit at it, again raised his head, adjusted himself, drew in his legs and sat up, seeking a firm center of gravity.
But at the moment when he imagined himself calmed by such reflections, she suddenly came into his mind as she was at the moments when he had most strongly expressed his insincere love for her, and he felt the blood rush to his heart and had again to get up and move about and break and tear whatever came to his hand.
But feeling this to be senseless and impossible, he again glanced timidly at her.
She did not venture to ask any questions, and shut the door again, now sitting down in her easy chair, now taking her prayer book, now kneeling before the icon stand.
"You did not get my letter?" he asked, and not waiting for a reply-- which he would not have received, for the princess was unable to speak-- he turned back, rapidly mounted the stairs again with the doctor who had entered the hall after him (they had met at the last post station), and again embraced his sister.
The pangs began again and Mary Bogdanovna advised Prince Andrew to leave the room.
Prince Andrew went out and, meeting Princess Mary, again joined her.
Prince Andrew went again to his wife and sat waiting in the room next to hers.
In the autumn of 1806 everybody had again begun talking of the war with Napoleon with even greater warmth than the year before.
And Nicholas again kissed her hand.
What gwace! he said again after a pause.
He glided silently on one foot half across the room, and seeming not to notice the chairs was dashing straight at them, when suddenly, clinking his spurs and spreading out his legs, he stopped short on his heels, stood so a second, stamped on the spot clanking his spurs, whirled rapidly round, and, striking his left heel against his right, flew round again in a circle.
First he spun her round, holding her now with his left, now with his right hand, then falling on one knee he twirled her round him, and again jumping up, dashed so impetuously forward that it seemed as if he would rush through the whole suite of rooms without drawing breath, and then he suddenly stopped and performed some new and unexpected steps.
But no sooner had Natasha finished her barcarolle than reality again presented itself.
And again he twisted the screw with the stripped thread, and again it turned uselessly in the same place.
All at once the stranger closed the book, putting in a marker, and again, leaning with his arms on the back of the sofa, sat in his former position with his eyes shut.
And again, glancing at the stranger's hands, he looked more closely at the ring, with its skull--a masonic sign.
"He exists, but to understand Him is hard," the Mason began again, looking not at Pierre but straight before him, and turning the leaves of his book with his old hands which from excitement he could not keep still.
After these words, the Mason, as if tired by his long discourse, again leaned his arms on the back of the sofa and closed his eyes.
Then the candles were relit and he was told that he would see the full light; the bandage was again removed and more than ten voices said together: "Sic transit gloria mundi."
He blinked, went red, got up and sat down again, struggling with himself to do what was for him the most difficult thing in life--to say an unpleasant thing to a man's face, to say what the other, whoever he might be, did not expect.
Hippolyte said interrogatively, again laughing, and then calmly and seriously sat back in his chair.
"It is the sword of Frederick the Great which I..." she began, but Hippolyte interrupted her with the words: "Le Roi de Prusse..." and again, as soon as all turned toward him, excused himself and said no more.
When everybody rose to go, Helene who had spoken very little all the evening again turned to Boris, asking him in a tone of caressing significant command to come to her on Tuesday.
He took the glass with the drops and again went up to the cot.
I have promised myself not to serve again in the active Russian army.
I'd sleep a bit and then again go and kiss the relics, and there was such peace all around, such blessedness, that one don't want to come out, even into the light of heaven again.
"I have given the order again and again, your honor, but they don't obey," answered the quartermaster.
Rostov lay down again on his bed and thought complacently: "Let him fuss and bustle now, my job's done and I'm lying down--capitally!"
Denisov was bandaged up again and put to bed.
"See where we've met again!" said the little man.
At the moment the Emperors went into the pavilion he looked at his watch, and did not forget to look at it again when Alexander came out.
He really was in their way, for he alone took no part in the conversation which again became general.
Forgetting the danger of being recognized, Rostov went close to the porch, together with some inquisitive civilians, and again, after two years, saw those features he adored: that same face and same look and step, and the same union of majesty and mildness....
Again the crowd of members of the suite and street gazers (among whom was Rostov) moved nearer to the Emperor.
Then again he thought of Lazarev rewarded and Denisov punished and unpardoned.
Sonya! he again heard the first speaker.
Again all was silent, but Prince Andrew knew she was still sitting there.
"But where is it?" he again wondered, gazing at the left side of the road, and without recognizing it he looked with admiration at the very oak he sought.
It now seemed clear to him that all his experience of life must be senselessly wasted unless he applied it to some kind of work and again played an active part in life.
As soon as we have a certain number of worthy men in every state, each of them again training two others and all being closely united, everything will be possible for our order, which has already in secret accomplished much for the welfare of mankind.
Again Pierre was overtaken by the depression he so dreaded.
I am again living with my wife.
Boris made up his mind to avoid meeting Natasha, but despite that resolution he called again a few days later and began calling often and spending whole days at the Rostovs'.
For one of the merry cotillions before supper Prince Andrew was again her partner.
When Prince Andrew entered the room Magnitski's words were again crowned by laughter.
Having lit his candle he sat up in bed, then got up, then lay down again not at all troubled by his sleeplessness: his soul was as fresh and joyful as if he had stepped out of a stuffy room into God's own fresh air.
After playing out a whole suit and to his partner's delight taking five tricks, Pierre, hearing greetings and the steps of someone who had entered the room while he was picking up his tricks, glanced again at Natasha.
It was as if she feared this strange, unexpected happiness of meeting again the very man she had then chosen (she was firmly convinced she had done so) and of finding him, as it seemed, not indifferent to her.
He tried equally to avoid thinking about his wife, and about Natasha and Prince Andrew; and again everything seemed to him insignificant in comparison with eternity; again the question: for what? presented itself; and he forced himself to work day and night at masonic labors, hoping to drive away the evil spirit that threatened him.
Her voice trembled, and she again nearly cried, but recovered and went on quietly:
"How charming that Natasha is!" she said again, speaking as some third, collective, male person.
Again he glanced at her, and that glance convinced her that she was not mistaken.
Natasha suddenly cried, and again burst into sobs.
But a fortnight after his departure, to the surprise of those around her, she recovered from her mental sickness just as suddenly and became her old self again, but with a change in her moral physiognomy, as a child gets up after a long illness with a changed expression of face.
He has again become as I used to know him when a child: kind, affectionate, with that heart of gold to which I know no equal.
I do not think my brother will ever marry again, and certainly not her; and this is why: first, I know that though he rarely speaks about the wife he has lost, the grief of that loss has gone too deep in his heart for him ever to decide to give her a successor and our little angel a stepmother.
Never let me see your face here again, you villain!
The sounds of both packs mingled and broke apart again, but both were becoming more distant.
Again he looked to the right and saw something running toward him across the deserted field.
The wolf crouched, gnashed her teeth, and again rose and bounded forward, followed at the distance of a couple of feet by all the borzois, who did not get any closer to her.
She clicked her teeth (Karay no longer had her by the throat), leaped with a movement of her hind legs out of the gully, and having disengaged herself from the dogs, with tail tucked in again, went forward.
She was again hemmed in.
Nicholas and his attendant, with "Uncle" and his huntsman, were all riding round the wolf, crying "ulyulyu!" shouting and preparing to dismount each moment that the wolf crouched back, and starting forward again every time she shook herself and moved toward the wood where she would be safe.
(he again raised his cap to Natasha) "but as for counting skins and what one takes, I don't care about that."
He stood on a knoll in the stubble, holding his whip aloft, and again repeated his long-drawn cry, "A-tu!"
Again the beautiful Erza reached him, but when close to the hare's scut paused as if measuring the distance, so as not to make a mistake this time but seize his hind leg.
The balalayka was retuned several times and the same notes were thrummed again, but the listeners did not grow weary of it and wished to hear it again and again.
"Don't dare to think about it," she said to herself, and sat down again smilingly beside "Uncle," begging him to play something more.
She sat awhile, wondering what the meaning of it all having happened before could be, and without solving this problem, or at all regretting not having done so, she again passed in fancy to the time when she was with him and he was looking at her with a lover's eyes.
"Mamma!" she muttered, "give him to me, give him, Mamma, quickly, quickly!" and she again had difficulty in repressing her sobs.
She had said she did not want to sing, but it was long since she had sung, and long before she again sang, as she did that evening.
"Nothing," said he and turned again to the horses.
Again checking his horses, Nicholas looked around him.
A tree in the garden snapped with the frost, and then all was again perfectly silent.
They ran to the barn and then back again, re-entering, he by the front and she by the back porch.
He looked and recognizing in her both the old and the new Sonya, and being reminded by the smell of burnt cork of the sensation of her kiss, inhaled the frosty air with a full breast and, looking at the ground flying beneath him and at the sparkling sky, felt himself again in fairyland.
"Then it's all right?" said Nicholas, again scrutinizing the expression of his sister's face to see if she was in earnest.
The father and mother did not speak of the matter to their son again, but a few days later the countess sent for Sonya and, with a cruelty neither of them expected, reproached her niece for trying to catch Nicholas and for ingratitude.
He ceased keeping a diary, avoided the company of the Brothers, began going to the club again, drank a great deal, and came once more in touch with the bachelor sets, leading such a life that the Countess Helene thought it necessary to speak severely to him about it.
"And if you allow yourself," he screamed in a fury, addressing Princess Mary for the first time, "to forget yourself again before her as you dared to do yesterday, I will show you who is master in this house.
Keep calm, I will call again tomorrow, said Metivier; and putting his fingers to his lips he hastened away.
Princess Mary again shook her head disapprovingly.
Julie was offended and replied that it was true that a woman needs variety, and the same thing over and over again would weary anyone.
Then the king again shouted to the sound of music, and they all began singing.
But suddenly a storm came on, chromatic scales and diminished sevenths were heard in the orchestra, everyone ran off, again dragging one of their number away, and the curtain dropped.
And again she felt with horror that no barrier lay between him and her.
Nobody will know and I shall never see him again, she told herself.
And again, under Helene's influence, what had seemed terrible now seemed simple and natural.
She only felt herself again completely borne away into this strange senseless world--so remote from her old world--a world in which it was impossible to know what was good or bad, reasonable or senseless.
Later on she recalled how she had asked her father to let her go to the dressing room to rearrange her dress, that Helene had followed her and spoken laughingly of her brother's love, and that she again met Anatole in the little sitting room.
After dinner Natasha went to her room and again took up Princess Mary's letter.
Sonya wiped away her tears and went up to Natasha, again scanning her face.
At that party Natasha again met Anatole, and Sonya noticed that she spoke to him, trying not to be overheard, and that all through dinner she was more agitated than ever.
"Again, again!" interrupted Natasha.
"Again, again!" interrupted Natasha.
Anger again showed in Natasha's face.
Natasha did not speak to Sonya again and avoided her.
Anatole ejaculated and again made a grimace.
More than once when Anatole's regiment was stationed at Tver he had taken him from Tver in the evening, brought him to Moscow by daybreak, and driven him back again the next night.
"Good day, your excellency!" he said, again holding out his hand to Anatole who had just come in.
When Gabriel came to inform her that the men who had come had run away again, she rose frowning, and clasping her hands behind her paced through the rooms a long time considering what she should do.
I shall die! she muttered, wrenching herself from Marya Dmitrievna's hands with a vicious effort and sinking down again into her former position.
Again Natasha's body shook with sobs.
Marya Dmitrievna was to speak again but Natasha cried out:
"Secondly," he continued after a short pause, again rising and again pacing the room, "tomorrow you must get out of Moscow."
Prince Andrew laughed disagreeably, again reminding one of his father.
Prince Andrew interrupted him and cried sharply: Yes, ask her hand again, be magnanimous, and so on?...
He went in silence from one corner of the room to the other and again stopped in front of Balashev.
Napoleon grinned maliciously and again raised his snuffbox to his nose.
When Balashev had ended, Napoleon again took out his snuffbox, sniffed at it, and stamped his foot twice on the floor as a signal.
But he again failed to meet Kuragin in Turkey, for soon after Prince Andrew arrived, the latter returned to Russia.
Before the beginning of the campaign, Rostov had received a letter from his parents in which they told him briefly of Natasha's illness and the breaking off of her engagement to Prince Andrew (which they explained by Natasha's having rejected him) and again asked Nicholas to retire from the army and return home.
Still laughing and talking, the officers began hurriedly getting ready and again boiled some muddy water in the samovar.
The squadron overtook and passed the infantry and the battery--which had also quickened their pace--rode down a hill, and passing through an empty and deserted village again ascended.
Again all was silent and then again it sounded as if someone were walking on detonators and exploding them.
Again all was silent and then again it sounded as if someone were walking on detonators and exploding them.
From habit she scrutinized the ladies' dresses, condemned the bearing of a lady standing close by who was not crossing herself properly but in a cramped manner, and again she thought with vexation that she was herself being judged and was judging others, and suddenly, at the sound of the service, she felt horrified at her own vileness, horrified that the former purity of her soul was again lost to her.
She smiled at me yesterday and asked me to come again, and I love her, and no one will ever know it.
"I want to try to sing again," she said, adding as if by way of excuse, "it is, at least, something to do."
Tears suddenly rose in her eyes, she turned away, lifted her music before her eyes, began singing again, and again began walking up and down the room.
We are again retreating.
"What a darling our Papa is!" she cried, kissing him, and she again looked at Pierre with the unconscious coquetry that had returned to her with her better spirits.
The crowd spread out again more evenly, and the clerk led Petya--pale and breathless--to the Tsar-cannon.
The firing was still proceeding when officers, generals, and gentlemen-in-waiting came running out of the cathedral, and after them others in a more leisurely manner: caps were again raised, and those who had run to look at the cannon ran back again.
Petya pushed her hand away with his knee, seized a biscuit, and as if fearing to be too late, again shouted "Hurrah!" with a voice already hoarse.
Then again he would spend a night in the dining room.
There it is again, do you hear? said he, pointing in the direction whence came the sounds of firing.
The flames now died down and were lost in the black smoke, now suddenly flared up again brightly, lighting up with strange distinctness the faces of the people crowding at the crossroads.
The flames flared up again, lighting the animated, delighted, exhausted faces of the spectators.
Each day fleecy clouds floated across the sky and occasionally veiled the sun, but toward evening the sky cleared again and the sun set in reddish-brown mist.
But not far from Bald Hills he again came out on the road and overtook his regiment at its halting place by the dam of a small pond.
On the ninth of August Prince Vasili at Anna Pavlovna's again met the "man of great merit."
Then he again opened his eyes and said something none of them could understand for a long time, till at last Tikhon understood and repeated it.
When she had left the room the prince again began speaking about his son, about the war, and about the Emperor, angrily twitching his brows and raising his hoarse voice, and then he had a second and final stroke.
Dron was disconcerted, glanced furtively at Alpatych and again lowered his eyes.
Mademoiselle Bourienne at once began crying again and kissed that hand, speaking of the princess' sorrow and making herself a partner in it.
But again the sense that she represented her father and her brother gave her courage, and she boldly began her speech.
And again all the faces in that crowd bore an identical expression, though now it was certainly not an expression of curiosity or gratitude, but of angry resolve.
Again Princess Mary tried to catch someone's eye, but not a single eye in the crowd was turned to her; evidently they were all trying to avoid her look.
Princess Mary had thought and thought again now.
But the princess, if she did not again thank him in words, thanked him with the whole expression of her face, radiant with gratitude and tenderness.
"Vewy pleased, Pwince, to make your acquaintance!" he repeated again, smiling sadly, and he again pressed Prince Andrew's hand.
"Whew... whew... whew!" he whistled, and again glanced at Prince Andrew.
Kutuzov swayed his head, as much as to say: "How is one man to deal with it all?" and again listened to Denisov.
Half an hour later Prince Andrew was again called to Kutuzov.
Taking his hand and drawing him downwards, Kutuzov offered his cheek to be kissed, and again Prince Andrew noticed tears in the old man's eyes.
And tears again dimmed his eyes.
Natalie is quite well again now, isn't she?
The road was clear again; Pierre descended the hill and drove on.
"That's his again," said the officer.
"Well, send number three company again," the officer replied hurriedly.
"No, I've come on my own," answered Pierre, and he went down the hill again, passing the militiamen.
At last he rose, kissed the icon as a child does with naively pouting lips, and again bowed till he touched the ground with his hand.
You see, we were going away, so he would get it all; wasn't it so, your excellency? and again Timokhin turned to the prince.
Fine teachers! and again his voice grew shrill.
"One thing I would do if I had the power," he began again, "I would not take prisoners.
"Whether we meet again or not..." and turning away hurriedly he entered the shed.
Prince Andrew jumped up as if someone had burned him, and again began pacing up and down in front of the shed.
Again he honored him by touching his ear.
Pierre, feeling out of place there, having nothing to do, and afraid of getting in someone's way again, galloped after the adjutant.
They did not meet again, and only much later did Pierre learn that he lost an arm that day.
Pierre again went up onto the knoll where he had spent over an hour, and of that family circle which had received him as a member he did not find a single one.
Napoleon, standing on the knoll, looked through a field glass, and in its small circlet saw smoke and men, sometimes his own and sometimes Russians, but when he looked again with the naked eye, he could not tell where what he had seen was.
"You are very fiery, Belliard," said Napoleon, when he again came up to the general.
Napoleon stopped his horse and again fell into the reverie from which Berthier had aroused him.
"Here it comes... this one is coming our way again!" he thought, listening to an approaching whistle in the hidden region of smoke.
And again he started trying to reach the boundary strip in sixteen paces.
Again he glanced at the ranks.
They again took him by the shoulders and laid him on the stretcher.
Prince Andrew opened his eyes and looked up at the speaker from the stretcher into which his head had sunk deep and again his eyelids drooped.
And he fell back into that artificial realm of imaginary greatness, and again--as a horse walking a treadmill thinks it is doing something for itself--he submissively fulfilled the cruel, sad, gloomy, and inhuman role predestined for him.
The Russian army and people avoided a collision till Smolensk was reached, and again from Smolensk to Borodino.
Others again spoke of the battle of Salamanca, which was described by Crosart, a newly arrived Frenchman in a Spanish uniform.
If now you married again with the object of bearing children, your sin might be forgiven.
But the question is again a twofold one: firstly...
As a true friend, I have thought and thought again about your affair.
"That's a true friend!" said Helene beaming, and again touching Bilibin's sleeve.
Again he covered himself up with his cloak, but now neither the lodge nor his benefactor was there.
If they're sent out and brought back again later on it will do no harm, but as things are now one can't answer for anything.
Though Petya would remain in the service, this transfer would give the countess the consolation of seeing at least one of her sons under her wing, and she hoped to arrange matters for her Petya so as not to let him go again, but always get him appointed to places where he could not possibly take part in a battle.
The old count, suddenly setting to work, kept passing from the yard to the house and back again, shouting confused instructions to the hurrying people, and flurrying them still more.
Napoleon had lunched and was again standing in the same place on the Poklonny Hill awaiting the deputation.
They unlocked their shops and locked them up again, and themselves carried goods away with the help of their assistants.
He again paused in indecision.
The sleeve of his coat kept slipping down and he always carefully rolled it up again with his left hand, as if it were most important that the sinewy white arm he was flourishing should be bare.
The tall lad, standing in the porch, turned his bleared eyes from the publican to the smith and back again as if considering whom he ought to fight now.
"What people are these?" he shouted again, receiving no answer.
Rostopchin went again to the balcony door.
Hearing not so much the words as the angry tone of Rostopchin's voice, the crowd moaned and heaved forward, but again paused.
Pull up, I tell you! he cried in a piercing voice, and again shouted something breathlessly with emphatic intonations and gestures.
A general who was standing by the guns shouted some words of command to the officer, and the latter ran back again with his men.
The gate was again hidden by smoke.
"Well, does no one speak French in this establishment?" he asked again.
Again the officer turned to Gerasim and asked him to show him the rooms in the house.
In reply to his last question Pierre again explained who Makar Alexeevich was and how just before their arrival that drunken imbecile had seized the loaded pistol which they had not had time to recover from him, and begged the officer to let the deed go unpunished.
The soldiers went out again, and the orderly, who had meanwhile had time to visit the kitchen, came up to his officer.
When the French officer went into the room with Pierre the latter again thought it his duty to assure him that he was not French and wished to go away, but the officer would not hear of it.
I don't know what, that... and having uttered this compliment, he again gazed at him in silence.
Ramballe emptied his too, again pressed Pierre's hand, and leaned his elbows on the table in a pensive attitude.
Pierre again emptied his glass and poured himself out a third.
The next morning they woke late and were again delayed so often that they only got as far as Great Mytishchi.
Daniel Terentich made no reply, and again for a long time they were all silent.
But Natasha looked at her as if not understanding what was said to her and again fixed her eyes on the corner of the stove.
And as if in order not to offend Sonya and to get rid of her, she turned her face to the window, looked out in such a way that it was evident that she could not see anything, and again settled down in her former attitude.
After a short silence the countess spoke again but this time no one replied.
The pain caused by his removal into the hut had made him groan aloud and again lose consciousness.
Prince Andrew again pondered as if trying to remember something.
And those thoughts, though now vague and indefinite, again possessed his soul.
A healthy man can tear himself away from the deepest reflections to say a civil word to someone who comes in and can then return again to his own thoughts.
And suddenly the sequence of these thoughts broke off, and Prince Andrew heard (without knowing whether it was a delusion or reality) a soft whispering voice incessantly and rhythmically repeating "piti-piti- piti," and then "titi," and then again "piti-piti-piti," and "ti-ti" once more.
And suddenly thoughts and feelings again swam to the surface of his mind with peculiar clearness and force.
"Yes--love," he thought again quite clearly.
Now again I feel that bliss.
"Give her back to them, give her back!" he almost shouted, putting the child, who began screaming, on the ground, and again looking at the Frenchman and the Armenian family.
"Do you speak French?" the officer asked again, keeping at a distance from Pierre.
And having thus demolished the young man, Anna Pavlovna turned to another group where Bilibin was talking about the Austrians: having wrinkled up his face he was evidently preparing to smooth it out again and utter one of his mots.
In the Petersburg world this sad side of the affair again involuntarily centered round a single incident: Kutaysov's death.
Nicholas promised to come and blushed again as he bowed.
And on taking leave of the governor's wife, when she again smilingly said to him, "Well then, remember!" he drew her aside.
Princess Mary, having learned of her brother's wound only from the Gazette and having no definite news of him, prepared (so Nicholas heard, he had not seen her again himself) to set off in search of Prince Andrew.
When he met her again in Voronezh the impression she made on him was not merely pleasing but powerful.
He glanced through it, then read it again, and then again, and standing still in the middle of the room he raised his shoulders, stretching out his hands, with his mouth wide open and his eyes fixed.
She knew that being thrown together again under such terrible circumstances they would again fall in love with one another, and that Nicholas would then not be able to marry Princess Mary as they would be within the prohibited degrees of affinity.
Again they interrupted him: they had not asked where he was going, but why he was found near the fire?
Again he replied that he could not answer it.
When they began to blindfold him he himself adjusted the knot which hurt the back of his head; then when they propped him against the bloodstained post, he leaned back and, not being comfortable in that position, straightened himself, adjusted his feet, and leaned back again more comfortably.
And he opened his eyes again and stared vacantly into the darkness around him.
Again Pierre's negative answer seemed to distress him, and he hastened to add:
Now you've curled up and got warm, you daughter of a bitch! said Karataev, touching the dog that lay at his feet, and again turning over he fell asleep immediately.
What "still the same" might mean Princess Mary did not ask, but with an unnoticed glance at little seven-year-old Nicholas, who was sitting in front of her looking with pleasure at the town, she bowed her head and did not raise it again till the heavy coach, rumbling, shaking and swaying, came to a stop.
"Where is he?" she asked again, addressing them all.
She turned away and was about to ask the countess again how to go to him, when light, impetuous, and seemingly buoyant steps were heard at the door.
All three were again silent.
At the Troitsa monastery they had spoken of the past, and he had told her that if he lived he would always thank God for his wound which had brought them together again, but after that they never spoke of the future.
He pressed her hand and released it, and she went back to the candle and sat down again in her former position.
Once again it pushed from outside.
The officer snatched a little food at a comrade's, and rode again to the vanguard to find Miloradovich.
He remained in Moscow till October, letting the troops plunder the city; then, hesitating whether to leave a garrison behind him, he quitted Moscow, approached Kutuzov without joining battle, turned to the right and reached Malo-Yaroslavets, again without attempting to break through and take the road Kutuzov took, but retiring instead to Mozhaysk along the devastated Smolensk road.
With regard to religion, Napoleon ordered the priests to be brought back and services to be again performed in the churches.
That night the doors were again broken open, the padlocks smashed, the books mutilated, and other disorders perpetrated.
The theaters set up in the Kremlin and in Posnyakov's house were closed again at once because the actors and actresses were robbed.
Very often a wounded animal, hearing a rustle, rushes straight at the hunter's gun, runs forward and back again, and hastens its own end.
But the bits left over? said the Frenchman again and smiled.
"I'll go and ask them again directly," said Pierre, rising and going to the door of the shed.
It again!... said Pierre to himself, and an involuntary shudder ran down his spine.
He did not again go to the sick man, nor turn to look at him, but stood frowning by the door of the hut.
"But he is dying," Pierre again began.
When they had crossed the Crimean bridge the prisoners moved a few steps forward, halted, and again moved on, and from all sides vehicles and men crowded closer and closer together.
Again, as at the church in Khamovniki, a wave of general curiosity bore all the prisoners forward onto the road, and Pierre, thanks to his stature, saw over the heads of the others what so attracted their curiosity.
Pierre felt that that fatal force which had crushed him during the executions, but which he had not felt during his imprisonment, now again controlled his existence.
The soldiers and officers again demanded action.
In such actions, instead of two crowds opposing each other, the men disperse, attack singly, run away when attacked by stronger forces, but again attack when opportunity offers.
"Well, I am glad to see you," Denisov interrupted him, and his face again assumed its anxious expression.
"Michael Feoklitych," said he to the esaul, "this is again fwom that German, you know.
That officer did not take his eyes from Dolokhov and again asked to what regiment he belonged.
Each instrument--now resembling a violin and now a horn, but better and clearer than violin or horn--played its own part, and before it had finished the melody merged with another instrument that began almost the same air, and then with a third and a fourth; and they all blended into one and again became separate and again blended, now into solemn church music, now into something dazzlingly brilliant and triumphant.
He closed his eyes, and, from all sides as if from a distance, sounds fluttered, grew into harmonies, separated, blended, and again all mingled into the same sweet and solemn hymn.
With a solemn triumphal march there mingled a song, the drip from the trees, and the hissing of the saber, "Ozheg-zheg-zheg..." and again the horses jostled one another and neighed, not disturbing the choir but joining in it.
"Too late again!" flashed through Petya's mind and he galloped on to the place from which the rapid firing could be heard.
The road along which they moved was bordered on both sides by dead horses; ragged men who had fallen behind from various regiments continually changed about, now joining the moving column, now again lagging behind it.
On the third day after leaving Moscow Karataev again fell ill with the fever he had suffered from in the hospital in Moscow, and as he grew gradually weaker Pierre kept away from him.
Occasionally he glanced at the familiar crowd around him and then again at his feet.
The blue-gray bandy legged dog ran merrily along the side of the road, sometimes in proof of its agility and self-satisfaction lifting one hind leg and hopping along on three, and then again going on all four and rushing to bark at the crows that sat on the carrion.
When the prisoners again went forward Pierre looked round.
Pierre did not look round again but went limping up the hill.
And he again started reckoning.
He again slept as he had done at Mozhaysk after the battle of Borodino.
And it grows, merges, disappears from the surface, sinks to the depths, and again emerges.
But after a four days' halt the mob, with no maneuvers or plans, again began running along the beaten track, neither to the right nor to the left but along the old--the worst--road, through Krasnoe and Orsha.
At the Berezina they again became disorganized, many were drowned and many surrendered, but those who got across the river fled farther.
And now he again seemed to be saying the same words to her, only in her imagination Natasha this time gave him a different answer.
Again everything was shrouded in hard, dry perplexity, and again with a strained frown she peered toward the world where he was.
Again everything was shrouded in hard, dry perplexity, and again with a strained frown she peered toward the world where he was.
During the third night the countess kept very quiet for a few minutes, and Natasha rested her head on the arm of her chair and closed her eyes, but opened them again on hearing the bedstead creak.
Unconsciously she immediately invented a reason for going down, and then, testing her strength, ran upstairs again, observing the result.
At another spot he noticed a Russian soldier laughingly patting a Frenchman on the shoulder, saying something to him in a friendly manner, and Kutuzov with the same expression on his face again swayed his head.
"I thank you all!" he said, addressing the soldiers and then again the officers.
When they were out of the village they began talking again as loud as before, interlarding their talk with the same aimless expletives.
He won't come here again, remarked the old soldier, yawning.
Others turned over and warmed themselves, now and again exchanging a few words.
"You won't do it again, eh?" said one of the soldiers, winking and turning mockingly to Ramballe.
The Emperor greeted the officers and the Semenov guard, and again pressing the old man's hand went with him into the castle.
Again the princess glanced round at her companion with even more uneasiness in her manner and was about to add something, but Pierre interrupted her.
She again glanced rapidly from Pierre's face to that of the lady in the black dress and said:
Pierre looked again at the companion's pale, delicate face with its black eyes and peculiar mouth, and something near to him, long forgotten and more than sweet, looked at him from those attentive eyes.
But as soon as he tried to continue the conversation he had begun with Princess Mary he again glanced at Natasha, and a still-deeper flush suffused his face and a still-stronger agitation of mingled joy and fear seized his soul.
Natasha without waiting for Princess Mary to finish again looked inquiringly at Pierre.
Pierre hurriedly turned away from her and again addressed Princess Mary, asking about his friend's last days.
What a happy thing that he saw you again, he added, suddenly turning to Natasha and looking at her with eyes full of tears.
Natasha was calm, though a severe and grave expression had again settled on her face.
When he ventured to glance her way again her face was cold, stern, and he fancied even contemptuous.
"People speak of misfortunes and sufferings," remarked Pierre, "but if at this moment I were asked: 'Would you rather be what you were before you were taken prisoner, or go through all this again?' then for heaven's sake let me again have captivity and horseflesh!
But I may come again tomorrow?
Again so-called chance accompanies him.
His childishly rash, uncalled-for, and ignoble departure from Africa, leaving his comrades in distress, is set down to his credit, and again the enemy's fleet twice lets him slip past.
The invaders flee, turn back, flee again, and all the chances are now not for Napoleon but always against him.
Napoleon himself is no longer of any account; all his actions are evidently pitiful and mean, but again an inexplicable chance occurs.
But the smooth sea again suddenly becomes disturbed.
It rises again from the same point as before--Paris.
Any guard might arrest him, but by strange chance no one does so and all rapturously greet the man they cursed the day before and will curse again a month later.
He realized from the first that he would not get up again, despite the doctor's encouragement.
When the princess came out of the countess' room Nicholas met her again, and with marked solemnity and stiffness accompanied her to the anteroom.
Nicholas glanced at her and, wishing to appear not to notice her abstraction, made some remark to Mademoiselle Bourienne and then again looked at the princess.
His face again resumed its former stiff and cold expression.
"Such an insolent scoundrel!" he cried, growing hot again at the mere recollection of him.
Countess Mary raised her head and tried to speak, but hastily looked down again and her lips puckered.
"Mary," he said softly, going up to her, "it will never happen again; I give you my word.
Oh, Mary, don't remind me of it! and again he flushed.
"I give you my word of honor it shan't occur again, and let this always be a reminder to me," and he pointed to the broken ring.
But he did forget himself once or twice within a twelvemonth, and then he would go and confess to his wife, and would again promise that this should really be the very last time.
She again inquired whether everything was going well on the farm.
Then through the door she heard Nicholas clearing his throat again and stirring, and his voice said crossly:
"Again!" she commanded, pointing with a peremptory gesture to the spot where Nicholas had placed the kiss.
The baby again opened his eyes and looked at her.
When Nicholas and his wife came to look for Pierre he was in the nursery holding his baby son, who was again awake, on his huge right palm and dandling him.
Perhaps they will be fashionable again by then.
After these fits of irritability her face would grow yellow, and her maids knew by infallible symptoms when Belova would again be deaf, the snuff damp, and the countess' face yellow.
When her vocal organs needed exercise, which was usually toward seven o'clock when she had had an after-dinner rest in a darkened room, the pretext would be the retelling of the same stories over and over again to the same audience.
Afterwards in the evening when I gave him his ticket, he again began crying piteously and kissing me.
Having become an Emperor he again went out to kill people in Italy, Austria, and Prussia.
In 1807 he suddenly made friends with him, but in 1811 they again quarreled and again began killing many people.
A third class of historians--the so-called historians of culture-- following the path laid down by the universal historians who sometimes accept writers and ladies as forces producing events--again take that force to be something quite different.
Once again she sighed deeply.
Pulling his head down, she met warm lips again and surrendered to the passion he always managed to arouse.
That pleased smile was on his lips again and his eyes held a glint of humor.
Once again he had caught her ogling him.
Once again he lowered his head, but this time his lips lingered on hers, searching for a response.
"So, shut the door," he said, his voice strained, and drew her into his arms, seeking her lips again in a hungry way.
Dragging it up again wouldn't do either of them any good.
"Carmen," he said again softly.
She tossed the picture in his lap again and made a face.
Then again, Tessa had cheated on him.
Again it struck her how much they were alike.
Señor Medena was watching her again in that strange way, as if it truly mattered what she thought.
That familiar cold feeling washed over her again with a wave that was staggering.
She fell asleep again and didn't wake until they reached NXA in Arkansas.
That was the end of the conversation and neither of them brought the subject up again that night.
Minutes later when the nurse arrived with a syringe of medicine, Destiny was asleep again, still clutching the doll to her chest.
Destiny coughed again and then retched.
Then again, maybe she was simply weary of listening to it.
The idea of talking to her again was unsettling enough, but to tell her something like this?
That was the last thing she remembered until she opened her eyes again and found all three of them hanging over her.
If you put me in jail again, when I get out there won't be a safe place for you.
Warm brown eyes turned on Lisa again with concern.
Her stomach lurched again as she thought about the way the car had stopped.
Again she had avoided death.
Again she had allowed herself to be put in a precarious situation.
The conductor helped her off the car and then the engineer started his train again, so that it puffed and groaned and moved slowly away up the track.
A dozen of them smashed together and tumbled to the ground, and seeing his success Jim kicked again and again, charging into the vegetable crowd, knocking them in all directions and sending the others scattering to escape his iron heels.
At once the Mangaboos began piling up the rocks of glass again, and as the little man realized that they were all about to be entombed in the mountain he said to the children:
They now bade farewell to the kind but unseen people of the cottage, and after the man had called their attention to a high, pyramid-shaped mountain on the opposite side of the Valley, and told them how to travel in order to reach it, they again started upon their journey.
Zeb hitched Jim to the buggy again, and the horse trotted along and drew them rapidly over the smooth water.
I'd like to get home again, I'm sure.
"Thank goodness we are together again, even if we are prisoners," sighed the little girl.
Then the line was let down again for Zeb to climb up by.
This appeared so unexpectedly that they were unprepared to take advantage of it at first, and allowed the rocky wall to swing around again before they had decided to pass over.
Folks don't fall into the middle of the earth and then get back again to tell of their adventures--not in real life.
But the little girl gave the angry kitten such a severe cuff that it jumped down again without daring to scratch.
When he had made them all disappear again Ozma declared she was sorry they were gone, for she wanted one of them to pet and play with.
"Here are the tracks again," said Putnam.
"Which is the true?" the queen again asked.
After a while he rang the bell again, very loudly.
And Robert the Bruce was never again obliged to hide in the woods or to run from savage hounds.
In just eighteen months from now, we will have duplicated that again and effectively doubled our computation power.
Once again, war raged in Europe and around the world and left sixty million people dead.
Again, we aren't talking about anyone knowing anything about you personally.
No longer would we learn and forget, learn and forget, learn and forget, again and again, as a species.
But as we do them yet again and capture them, we finally can begin to develop a planet-wide memory system.
A few years later, with the United States again at war, most of its top medical minds were engaged in the war effort.
Again, the materials to build the car are abundant; their cost is high because of technology deficiencies around retrieving and refining them, not an underlying rarity.
We have seen it most recently and most profoundly in the Arab Spring, where the motto we see again and again is Ash-sha'b yurid isqat an-nizam, or "The people want to bring down the regime."
Again I asked my teacher, "Is this not love?"
Later I read the book again in French, and I found that, in spite of the vivid word-pictures, and the wonderful mastery of language, I liked it no better.
Then, again, La Fontaine seldom, if ever, appeals to our highest moral sense.
Without factitious support, man is sure to come to earth again beyond that distance.
They say that characters were engraven on the bathing tub of King Tchingthang to this effect: "Renew thyself completely each day; do it again, and again, and forever again."
From time to time she smoothed the folds of her dress, and whenever the story produced an effect she glanced at Anna Pavlovna, at once adopted just the expression she saw on the maid of honor's face, and again relapsed into her radiant smile.
The dark shadow was Princess Mary, who had come up to the cot with noiseless steps, lifted the curtain, and dropped it again behind her.
The assembled nobles all took off their uniforms and settled down again in their homes and clubs, and not without some groans gave orders to their stewards about the enrollment, feeling amazed themselves at what they had done.
The prince shook his head, again repeated the same sounds.
Again he closed his eyes.
Carmen shrugged again, plunging her hands into the warm dishwater.
I have a mare; and we have a five-year-old mare with a colt, a four year-old filly, and a two-year-old filly... oh, and my mare is going to foal again in January.
Then again, maybe he was still defending his fight for Alex.
I took down this dwelling the same morning, drawing the nails, and removed it to the pond-side by small cartloads, spreading the boards on the grass there to bleach and warp back again in the sun.
There was a rustling among the crowd and it again subsided, so that Pierre distinctly heard the pleasantly human voice of the Emperor saying with emotion:
The prince again went to his bureau, glanced into it, fingered his papers, closed the bureau again, and sat down at the table to write to the governor.
And he began to sob, and again tears flowed from his eyes.
Carmen rubbed her sore neck and searched the room for Alex again, but didn't find him.
The sky had grown darker again and the wind made queer sobbing sounds as it swept over the valley.
Here one side of the mountain had a great hole in it, like the mouth of a cavern, and the stairs stopped at the near edge of the floor and commenced ascending again at the opposite edge.
Prince Andrew again interrupted him, let us talk business.
"But we're ALMOST on earth again," cried Dorothy, "for there is the sun--the most BEAU'FUL sun that shines!" and she pointed eagerly at the crack in the distant roof.
Carmen stroked his cheek again and Matthew went back for another try.