And he sat down again, paying no more attention to his daughter, who was reduced to tears.
At tea all sat in their accustomed places: Nicholas beside the stove at a small table where his tea was handed to him; Milka, the old gray borzoi bitch (daughter of the first Milka), with a quite gray face and large black eyes that seemed more prominent than ever, lay on the armchair beside him; Denisov, whose curly hair, mustache, and whiskers had turned half gray, sat beside countess Mary with his general's tunic unbuttoned; Pierre sat between his wife and the old countess.
The princess nodded to her daughter and sidled out of the room.
Both lost their wives to cancer and I think my father was a tad jealous but pleased our marriage made his friend and his daughter both so happy.
Tell me what this wretched war is for? she added, addressing Prince Vasili, and without waiting for an answer she turned to speak to his daughter, the beautiful Helene.
He indicated a place beside him to his daughter-in-law.
* Daughter of Matthew.
The road is not swept for the princess my daughter, but for a minister!
After dinner, he went to see his daughter-in-law.
"Allow me to introduce you to my daughter," said the countess, with heightened color.
This match was with Julie Karagina, the daughter of excellent and virtuous parents, a girl the Rostovs had known from childhood, and who had now become a wealthy heiress through the death of the last of her brothers.
At the beginning of winter Prince Nicholas Bolkonski and his daughter moved to Moscow.
Next day the prince did not say a word to his daughter, but she noticed that at dinner he gave orders that Mademoiselle Bourienne should be served first.
After Metivier's departure the old prince called his daughter in, and the whole weight of his wrath fell on her.
She had already married off her daughter, and her sons were all in the service.
She greeted the father and daughter with special politeness and showed them to the princess' room.
He did not mention this to his daughter, but Natasha noticed her father's nervousness and anxiety and felt mortified by it.
The old prince knew very well that he tormented his daughter and that her life was very hard, but he also knew that he could not help tormenting her and that she deserved it.
Does he think me a scoundrel, or an old fool who, without any reason, keeps his own daughter at a distance and attaches this Frenchwoman to himself?
His looks and cold tone to his daughter seemed to say: There, you see?
His daughter placed chintz-covered down cushions for him to sit on and behind his back.
On seeing his daughter he moved his helpless lips and made a hoarse sound.
That I, the daughter of Prince Nicholas Bolkonski, asked General Rameau for protection and accepted his favor!
There could be a number of reasons that Sarah would welcome her as a daughter-in-law, not the least of which was the goings-on down that path.
The kidnapper was the child's mother, a drug addict, who no longer had custody and tried to spirit her daughter away.
Martha lifted her daughter from her crib, cuddled her briefly, and sat in a corner rocker.
Betsy and I moved away to give mother and daughter space.
There was a big blow up last evening... something about Annie, the daughter that died.
Then Ronnie got up and said how he and mom loved each other and how she still loved her daughter Annie and it sounded like my sister was her only child.
Julie called to talk to her daughter but after she spoke to Molly we talked.
According to Betsy, on the note Martha left, she said Quinn was coming back east to meet up with his wife and daughter and leave from here.
"Thank you... daughter dear!... for all, for all... forgive!... thank you!... forgive!... thank you!..." and tears began to flow from his eyes.
"My mistress, daughter of General in Chief Prince Nicholas Bolkonski who died on the fifteenth of this month, finding herself in difficulties owing to the boorishness of these people"--he pointed to the peasants--"asks you to come up to the house....
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."
Prince Vasili, who of late very often forgot what he had said and repeated one and the same thing a hundred times, remarked to his daughter whenever he chanced to see her:
The conflict of magnanimity between the mother and the daughter, ending in the mother's sacrificing herself and offering her daughter in marriage to her lover, even now agitated the captain, though it was the memory of a distant past.
The countess went up to her daughter and touched her head with the back of her hand as she was wont to do when Natasha was ill, then touched her forehead with her lips as if to feel whether she was feverish, and finally kissed her.
Princess Mary asked the countess to let Natasha go with her to Moscow, and both parents gladly accepted this offer, for they saw their daughter losing strength every day and thought that a change of scene and the advice of Moscow doctors would be good for her.
And embracing her daughter, the countess began to weep for the first time.
Nicholas lowered his legs, rose, and took his daughter in his arms.
And Nicholas, taking his little daughter in his strong hand, lifted her high, placed her on his shoulder, held her by the legs, and paced the room with her.
In her absence Nicholas allowed himself to give his little daughter a gallop round the room.