"I believe we will soon follow her," announced the Wizard, in a tone of great relief; "for I know something about the magic of the fairyland that is called the Land of Oz.
What about this boy Allen who called yesterday?
Then the king called one of the wisest scholars in Egypt and asked him what the word meant.
"It was fine, Dorothy," called one of the piglets.
When she called it his money, he always corrected her and said it was theirs.
Jonathan Swift, often called Dean Swift, was famous as a writer on many subjects.
She called the house phone.
There followed another band after this, which was called the Royal Court Band, because the members all lived in the palace.
"Let the Public Accuser continue," called Ozma from her throne, "and I pray you do not interrupt him."
He was often called the Ettrick Shepherd, because he was the keeper of sheep near the Ettrick Water.
Then he called his wisest men together and asked them, "Is it really true that the first people in the world were Egyptians?"
In a wonderful book, called "The Arabian Nights," there are many interesting stories about him.
This, in history, is called the Battle of Lexington.
He has been called the Father of his Country.
Some called them "red-coats."
In history he is called Alfred the Great.
So he called Tikhon and went through the rooms with him to show him where to set up the bed for that night.
Alpatych went back to the house, called the coachman, and told him to set off.
In the regiment they called him "our prince," were proud of him and loved him.
He called for Taras the gardener, but no one replied.
They were called steppe peasants.
"Shall I call up our men from beyond the hill?" he called out.
Half an hour later Prince Andrew was again called to Kutuzov.
It was a portrait, painted in bright colors by Gerard, of the son borne to Napoleon by the daughter of the Emperor of Austria, the boy whom for some reason everyone called "The King of Rome."
Though it was not clear what the artist meant to express by depicting the so-called King of Rome spiking the earth with a stick, the allegory apparently seemed to Napoleon, as it had done to all who had seen it in Paris, quite clear and very pleasing.
Having listened to a suggestion from Davout, who was now called Prince d'Eckmuhl, to turn the Russian left wing, Napoleon said it should not be done, without explaining why not.
To a proposal made by General Campan (who was to attack the fleches) to lead his division through the woods, Napoleon agreed, though the so-called Duke of Elchingen (Ney) ventured to remark that a movement through the woods was dangerous and might disorder the division.
The adjutant bent his head affirmatively and began to report, but the Emperor turned from him, took a couple of steps, stopped, came back, and called Berthier.
Kutuzov called to his adjutant.
"Where's Jonathan?" he called after her.
After the ice cream "party", as Destiny called it, they all went to their rooms to rest and prepare for the real party.
An official ran out, said some words to a merchant, called a stout official with a cross hanging on his neck to follow him, and vanished again, evidently wishing to avoid the inquiring looks and questions addressed to him.
He ordered the militiamen to be called up from the villages and armed, and wrote a letter to the commander-in- chief informing him that he had resolved to remain at Bald Hills to the last extremity and to defend it, leaving to the commander-in-chief's discretion to take measures or not for the defense of Bald Hills, where one of Russia's oldest generals would be captured or killed, and he announced to his household that he would remain at Bald Hills.
He stopped in the village at the priest's house in front of which stood the commander-in-chief's carriage, and he sat down on the bench at the gate awaiting his Serene Highness, as everyone now called Kutuzov.
The militiamen with stretchers who were called up stood behind the officers.
Not that sort of victory which is defined by the capture of pieces of material fastened to sticks, called standards, and of the ground on which the troops had stood and were standing, but a moral victory that convinces the enemy of the moral superiority of his opponent and of his own impotence was gained by the Russians at Borodino.
"Granddad" himself, as Malasha in her own mind called Kutuzov, sat apart in a dark corner behind the oven.
They were ashamed to be called cowards, ashamed to leave, but still they left, knowing it had to be done.
"Listen, Bilibin," said Helene (she always called friends of that sort by their surnames), and she touched his coat sleeve with her white, beringed fingers.
Une maitresse-femme! * That's what is called putting things squarely.
Pierre sat down by the fire and began eating the mash, as they called the food in the cauldron, and he thought it more delicious than any food he had ever tasted.
His major-domo came in a second time to say that the Frenchman who had brought the letter from the countess was very anxious to see him if only for a minute, and that someone from Bazdeev's widow had called to ask Pierre to take charge of her husband's books, as she herself was leaving for the country.