The young girl ran off without a word.
"Oh, there is no need of that," said the voice, which from its gentle tones seemed to belong to a young girl.
Sit down, young lady.
"But that isn't young!" cried Dorothy, in amazement.
"I live at Number 39, Blank Street," answered the young gentleman; "and my name is Johnson."
I was young and finally free.
My Dear Young Friend--I was very glad to have such a pleasant letter on my birthday.
In all the time I spent in the woods as a young girl, that's the first time I've seen a bear.
The young boy was frightened and groggy but appeared unharmed.
On the research team of the eminent virologist Dr. Thomas Francis, who was working on a flu vaccine, was a young physician named Jonas Salk.
He wasn't exactly babysitting... she wasn't that young, but he snuck off someplace and she was taken.
A young girl was taken from her bed as she slept.
The young Princess Bolkonskaya had brought some work in a gold- embroidered velvet bag.
I understand, young man.
I do not know, young sir.
The two young men got down their bows and arrows, and all were busy making plans for the next day.
"The English! the English!" said the young men.
"Yes, here is your money," answered the young gentleman; "and send it to my house at once."
"Here, my friend, what shall I pay you?" said the young gentleman.
And having got rid of this young man who did not know how to behave, she resumed her duties as hostess and continued to listen and watch, ready to help at any point where the conversation might happen to flag.
For this purpose she arranged a meeting between the young people at the bishop's house before Mass.
"Young dragons, of course; but we are not allowed to call ourselves real dragons until we get our full growth," was the reply.
They are too young to fly, and the mother bird is making a great fuss about it.
Among the watchers at Charlestown was a brave young man named Paul Revere.
They were tall and strong young men, and they gladly promised to go with the king and help him.
Fancy me carrying a turkey along the street! said the young gentleman; and he began to grow very angry.
The young gentleman was surprised and ashamed.
So this prince grew up to be a young man, tall and fair and graceful.
Young people, who would be expected to do the dying if another war came, are generally more determined to keep the peace than their elders.
Sometimes she tries to spell very short words on her small [fingers] but she is too young to remember hard words.
On the first of October Miss Keller entered the Cambridge School for Young Ladies, of which Mr. Arthur Gilman is Principal.
She said the poor young girl talked and acted exactly like a little child.
Now that she has grown up, nobody thinks of being less frank with her than with any other intelligent young woman.
I was surprised to find Mrs. Keller a very young-looking woman, not much older than myself, I should think.
She is large, strong, and ruddy, and as unrestrained in her movements as a young colt.
She taught the young people the alphabet, and several of them learned to talk with her.
She felt some young lions.
I don't know what I should have done, had some of the young people not learned to talk with her.
But I was too young to realize what had happened.
One young man of my acquaintance, who has inherited some acres, told me that he thought he should live as I did, if he had the means.
I heard it proposed lately that two young men should travel together over the world, the one without money, earning his means as he went, before the mast and behind the plow, the other carrying a bill of exchange in his pocket.
I was in haste to buy it, before the proprietor finished getting out some rocks, cutting down the hollow apple trees, and grubbing up some young birches which had sprung up in the pasture, or, in short, had made any more of his improvements.
My house was on the side of a hill, immediately on the edge of the larger wood, in the midst of a young forest of pitch pines and hickories, and half a dozen rods from the pond, to which a narrow footpath led down the hill.
A young forest growing up under your meadows, and wild sumachs and blackberry vines breaking through into your cellar; sturdy pitch pines rubbing and creaking against the shingles for want of room, their roots reaching quite under the house.
Not my or thy great-grandfather's, but our great-grandmother Nature's universal, vegetable, botanic medicines, by which she has kept herself young always, outlived so many old Parrs in her day, and fed her health with their decaying fatness.
She was probably the only thoroughly sound-conditioned, healthy, and robust young lady that ever walked the globe, and wherever she came it was spring.
Girls and boys and young women generally seemed glad to be in the woods.
Perhaps I have owed to this employment and to hunting, when quite young, my closest acquaintance with Nature.
Such is oftenest the young man's introduction to the forest, and the most original part of himself.
The mass of men are still and always young in this respect.
They are not callow like the young of most birds, but more perfectly developed and precocious even than chickens.
Once, when berrying, I met with a cat with young kittens in the woods, quite wild, and they all, like their mother, had their backs up and were fiercely spitting at me.
Its large eyes appeared young and unhealthy, almost dropsical.
The snow lying deep on the earth dotted with young pines, and the very slope of the hill on which my house is placed, seemed to say, Forward!
Here the conversation seemed interesting and he stood waiting for an opportunity to express his own views, as young people are fond of doing.
The vicomte was a nice-looking young man with soft features and polished manners, who evidently considered himself a celebrity but out of politeness modestly placed himself at the disposal of the circle in which he found himself.
"Come over here, Helene, dear," said Anna Pavlovna to the beautiful young princess who was sitting some way off, the center of another group.
Pierre had managed to start a conversation with the abbe about the balance of power, and the latter, evidently interested by the young man's simple-minded eagerness, was explaining his pet theory.
He was a very handsome young man, of medium height, with firm, clearcut features.
He wished to say something more, but at that moment Prince Vasili and his daughter got up to go and the two young men rose to let them pass.
Nothing is so necessary for a young man as the society of clever women.
The vicomte who was meeting him for the first time saw clearly that this young Jacobin was not so terrible as his words suggested.
When he returned to Moscow his father dismissed the abbe and said to the young man, Now go to Petersburg, look round, and choose your profession.
I can't understand why he wants to go to the war, replied Pierre, addressing the princess with none of the embarrassment so commonly shown by young men in their intercourse with young women.
Some eight or nine young men were crowding anxiously round an open window.
Three others were romping with a young bear, one pulling him by the chain and trying to set him at the others.
The young people were in one of the inner rooms, not considering it necessary to take part in receiving the visitors.
"Why do you say this young man is so rich?" asked the countess, turning away from the girls, who at once assumed an air of inattention.
"But do you know, my dear, that was a capital joke," said the count; and seeing that the elder visitor was not listening, he turned to the young ladies.
The two young men, the student and the officer, friends from childhood, were of the same age and both handsome fellows, though not alike.
Boris on the contrary at once found his footing, and related quietly and humorously how he had known that doll Mimi when she was still quite a young lady, before her nose was broken; how she had aged during the five years he had known her, and how her head had cracked right across the skull.
The only young people remaining in the drawing room, not counting the young lady visitor and the countess' eldest daughter (who was four years older than her sister and behaved already like a grown-up person), were Nicholas and Sonya, the niece.
As he spoke he kept glancing with the flirtatiousness of a handsome youth at Sonya and the young lady visitor.
Julie Karagina turned to young Rostov.
"How plainly all these young people wear their hearts on their sleeves!" said Anna Mikhaylovna, pointing to Nicholas as he went out.
"Oh no, not at all too young!" replied the count.
She was already growing impatient, and stamped her foot, ready to cry at his not coming at once, when she heard the young man's discreet steps approaching neither quickly nor slowly.
She caught the young officer by his cuffs, and a look of solemnity and fear appeared on her flushed face.
"On the contrary," replied the prince, who had plainly become depressed, "I shall be only too glad if you relieve me of that young man....
But before Pierre--who at that moment imagined himself to be Napoleon in person and to have just effected the dangerous crossing of the Straits of Dover and captured London--could pronounce Pitt's sentence, he saw a well-built and handsome young officer entering his room.
People are always disturbing him, answered Pierre, trying to remember who this young man was.
After he had gone Pierre continued pacing up and down the room for a long time, no longer piercing an imaginary foe with his imaginary sword, but smiling at the remembrance of that pleasant, intelligent, and resolute young man.
As often happens in early youth, especially to one who leads a lonely life, he felt an unaccountable tenderness for this young man and made up his mind that they would be friends.
"This is what I want, my dear fellow," said the count to the deferential young man who had entered.
One of them was a sallow, clean-shaven civilian with a thin and wrinkled face, already growing old, though he was dressed like a most fashionable young man.
The latter understood that she was being asked to entertain this young man, and sitting down beside him she began to speak about his father; but he answered her, as he had the countess, only in monosyllables.
Midway down the long table on one side sat the grownup young people: Vera beside Berg, and Pierre beside Boris; and on the other side, the children, tutors, and governesses.
"The young man's a real hussar!" shouted the colonel, again thumping the table.
The young people, at the countess' instigation, gathered round the clavichord and harp.
After she had played a little air with variations on the harp, she joined the other young ladies in begging Natasha and Nicholas, who were noted for their musical talent, to sing something.
At the visitors' request the young people sang the quartette, "The Brook," with which everyone was delighted.
He had not finished the last verse before the young people began to get ready to dance in the large hall, and the sound of the feet and the coughing of the musicians were heard from the gallery.
How young-looking he is!
This young man is the count's son, she added more softly.
"Dear doctor," said she, "this young man is the count's son.
Here, Pierre, tell them your opinion, said she, turning to the young man who, having come quite close, was gazing with astonishment at the angry face of the princess which had lost all dignity, and at the twitching cheeks of Prince Vasili.
She kissed the young man on his forehead, wetting him with her tears.
At Bald Hills, Prince Nicholas Andreevich Bolkonski's estate, the arrival of young Prince Andrew and his wife was daily expected, but this expectation did not upset the regular routine of life in the old prince's household.
On the morning of the day that the young couple were to arrive, Princess Mary entered the antechamber as usual at the time appointed for the morning greeting.
This young man, of whom I spoke to you last summer, is so noble-minded and full of that real youthfulness which one seldom finds nowadays among our old men of twenty and, particularly, he is so frank and has so much heart.
Why do you suppose that I should look severely on your affection for that young man?
So young, and burdened with such riches--to what temptations he will be exposed!
When the twenty minutes had elapsed and the time had come for the old prince to get up, Tikhon came to call the young prince to his father.
Michael Ivanovich did not at all know when "you and I" had said such things about Bonaparte, but understanding that he was wanted as a peg on which to hang the prince's favorite topic, he looked inquiringly at the young prince, wondering what would follow.
But think, Andrew: for a young society woman to be buried in the country during the best years of her life, all alone--for Papa is always busy, and I... well, you know what poor resources I have for entertaining a woman used to the best society.
That's just like you young men, said the regimental commander cooling down a little.
Still, one must have pity on a young man in misfortune.
"Walk him up and down, my dear fellow," he continued, with that gay brotherly cordiality which goodhearted young people show to everyone when they are happy.
"Well, young cavalryman, how is my Rook behaving?" he asked.
(Rook was a young horse Telyanin had sold to Rostov.)
"I want to teach this young man how to shoe a horse," said Telyanin.
"Ah, you've come here too, young man!" he said, smiling and raising his eyebrows.
Yes, yes," he said, growing suddenly pale, and added, "Look at it, young man."
Well, let me have it, young man, I'm going.
"Well, young man?" he said with a sigh, and from under his lifted brows he glanced into Rostov's eyes.
Count!... Don't ruin a young fellow... here is this wretched money, take it...
The eyes of all the soldiers turned toward the women, and while the vehicle was passing at foot pace all the soldiers' remarks related to the two young ones.
A young officer with a bewildered and pained expression on his face stepped away from the man and looked round inquiringly at the adjutant as he rode by.
One sentiment, fear for his life, possessed his whole being.
Rapidly leaping the furrows, he fled across the field with the impetuosity he used to show at catchplay, now and then turning his good-natured, pale, young face to look back.
He had Pierre at hand in Moscow and procured for him an appointment as Gentleman of the Bedchamber, which at that time conferred the status of Councilor of State, and insisted on the young man accompanying him to Petersburg and staying at his house.
These different people-- businessmen, relations, and acquaintances alike--were all disposed to treat the young heir in the most friendly and flattering manner: they were all evidently firmly convinced of Pierre's noble qualities.
For so young a girl, such tact, such masterly perfection of manner!
The old aunt received the two young people in her corner, but seemed desirous of hiding her adoration for Helene and inclined rather to show her fear of Anna Pavlovna.
But much as all the rest laughed, talked, and joked, much as they enjoyed their Rhine wine, saute, and ices, and however they avoided looking at the young couple, and heedless and unobservant as they seemed of them, one could feel by the occasional glances they gave that the story about Sergey Kuzmich, the laughter, and the food were all a pretense, and that the whole attention of that company was directed to-- Pierre and Helene.
The old princess sighed sadly as she offered some wine to the old lady next to her and glanced angrily at her daughter, and her sigh seemed to say: "Yes, there's nothing left for you and me but to sip sweet wine, my dear, now that the time has come for these young ones to be thus boldly, provocatively happy."
Into the insignificant, trifling, and artificial interests uniting that society had entered the simple feeling of the attraction of a healthy and handsome young man and woman for one another.
Fine young fellow! he said.
"Now you, young prince, what's your name?" said Prince Bolkonski, turning to Anatole, "come here, let us talk and get acquainted."
Of course, she, a handsome young woman without any definite position, without relations or even a country, did not intend to devote her life to serving Prince Bolkonski, to reading aloud to him and being friends with Princess Mary.
They had not met for nearly half a year and, being at the age when young men take their first steps on life's road, each saw immense changes in the other, quite a new reflection of the society in which they had taken those first steps.
Rostov was a truthful young man and would on no account have told a deliberate lie.
It is very difficult to tell the truth, and young people are rarely capable of it.
Prince Andrew, who liked to help young men, was flattered by being asked for his assistance and being well disposed toward Boris, who had managed to please him the day before, he wished to do what the young man wanted.
Prince Andrew always became specially keen when he had to guide a young man and help him to worldly success.
Everyone at headquarters was still under the spell of the day's council, at which the party of the young had triumphed.
But I have come to you, Prince, as a petitioner on behalf of this young man.
You know I should be very glad to do all in my power both for you and for this dear young man.
The French dragoon was a young Alsatian who spoke French with a German accent.
Believe me in war the energy of young men often shows the way better than all the experience of old Cunctators.
This unpleasant impression merely flitted over the young and happy face of the Emperor like a cloud of haze across a clear sky and vanished.
He was slightly flushed after galloping two miles, and reining in his horse he sighed restfully and looked round at the faces of his suite, young and animated as his own.
Czartoryski, Novosiltsev, Prince Volkonsky, Strogonov, and the others, all richly dressed gay young men on splendid, well-groomed, fresh, only slightly heated horses, exchanging remarks and smiling, had stopped behind the Emperor.
The Emperor Francis, a rosy, long faced young man, sat very erect on his handsome black horse, looking about him in a leisurely and preoccupied manner.
In the Emperors' suite were the picked young orderly officers of the Guard and line regiments, Russian and Austrian.
Lift this young man up and carry him to the dressing station.
And who is that young man beside you?
He's very young to come to meddle with us.
Young man, you will go far!
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.
"Well, and you, young man," said he.
The young count! he cried, recognizing his young master.
My treasure! and Prokofy, trembling with excitement, rushed toward the drawing-room door, probably in order to announce him, but, changing his mind, came back and stooped to kiss the young man's shoulder.
On his return to Moscow from the army, Nicholas Rostov was welcomed by his home circle as the best of sons, a hero, and their darling Nikolenka; by his relations as a charming, attractive, and polite young man; by his acquaintances as a handsome lieutenant of hussars, a good dancer, and one of the best matches in the city.
The races, the English Club, sprees with Denisov, and visits to a certain house--that was another matter and quite the thing for a dashing young hussar!
A light footstep and the clinking of spurs were heard at the door, and the young count, handsome, rosy, with a dark little mustache, evidently rested and made sleeker by his easy life in Moscow, entered the room.
"What have the young people come to nowadays, eh, Feoktist?" said he.
And such a lofty angelic soul as young Bezukhov!
"Wh-what is the matter?" asked both the young and old Rostov.
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.
Young Rostov stood at a window with Dolokhov, whose acquaintance he had lately made and highly valued.
Young Rostov's ecstatic voice could be heard above the three hundred others.
Often seeing the success she had with young and old men and women Pierre could not understand why he did not love her.
You young ladies should not know anything about it.
Another five days passed, and then the young Prince Nicholas Andreevich was baptized.
Nicholas brought many young men to his parents' house.
At that time in the Rostovs' house there prevailed an amorous atmosphere characteristic of homes where there are very young and very charming girls.
Dolokhov often dined at the Rostovs', never missed a performance at which they were present, and went to Iogel's balls for young people which the Rostovs always attended.
So said the mothers as they watched their young people executing their newly learned steps, and so said the youths and maidens themselves as they danced till they were ready to drop, and so said the grown-up young men and women who came to these balls with an air of condescension and found them most enjoyable.
"Look how many charming young ladies-" He turned with the same request to Denisov who was also a former pupil of his.
Denisov sat down by the old ladies and, leaning on his saber and beating time with his foot, told them something funny and kept them amused, while he watched the young people dancing, Iogel with Natasha, his pride and his best pupil, were the first couple.
The young people, after returning from the theater, had had supper and were grouped round the clavichord.
But, though she noticed it, she was herself in such high spirits at that moment, so far from sorrow, sadness, or self-reproach, that she purposely deceived herself as young people often do.
"Vasili Dmitrich, I thank you for the honor," she said, with an embarrassed voice, though it sounded severe to Denisov--"but my daughter is so young, and I thought that, as my son's friend, you would have addressed yourself first to me.
You are young and I am old.
You are young, you are rich, you are clever, you are well educated.
In the President's chair sat a young man he did not know, with a peculiar cross hanging from his neck.
Not finding the young prince in his study the valet went with the letters to Princess Mary's apartments, but did not find him there.
It was at the end of a village that stretched along the highroad in the midst of a young copse in which were a few fir trees.
A woman, bent with age, with a wallet on her back, and a short, long-haired, young man in a black garment had rushed back to the gate on seeing the carriage driving up.
In her snug room, with lamps burning before the icon stand, a young lad with a long nose and long hair, wearing a monk's cassock, sat on the sofa beside her, behind a samovar.
Ivanushka, sipping out of her saucer, looked with sly womanish eyes from under her brows at the young men.
Kiss me, he said, having learned who the young stranger was.
And during the two days of the young man's visit he was extremely kind to him and told him to visit them again.
His neighbor on the other side, who lay motionless some distance from him with his head thrown back, was a young soldier with a snub nose.
Rostov looked at the young soldier and a cold chill ran down his back.
The guest of honor was an aide-de-camp of Napoleon's, there were also several French officers of the Guard, and a page of Napoleon's, a young lad of an old aristocratic French family.
Let others--the young--yield afresh to that fraud, but we know life, our life is finished!
Young men read books before attending Helene's evenings, to have something to say in her salon, and secretaries of the embassy, and even ambassadors, confided diplomatic secrets to her, so that in a way Helene was a power.
Among the many young men who frequented her house every day, Boris Drubetskoy, who had already achieved great success in the service, was the most intimate friend of the Bezukhov household since Helene's return from Erfurt.
But as soon as I drew near I saw that his face had changed and grown young, and he was quietly telling me something about the teaching of our order, but so softly that I could not hear it.
Joseph Alexeevich's face had looked young and bright.
I looked at him, still holding him in my arms, and saw that his face was young, but that he had no hair on his head and his features were quite changed.
Among the men who very soon became frequent visitors at the Rostovs' house in Petersburg were Boris, Pierre whom the count had met in the street and dragged home with him, and Berg who spent whole days at the Rostovs' and paid the eldest daughter, Countess Vera, the attentions a young man pays when he intends to propose.
Though some skeptics smiled when told of Berg's merits, it could not be denied that he was a painstaking and brave officer, on excellent terms with his superiors, and a moral young man with a brilliant career before him and an assured position in society.
Because he is young, because he is poor, because he is a relation... and because you yourself don't love him.
"Really, madam, it is not at all too long," said Mavra, crawling on her knees after her young lady.
See how the men, young and old, pay court to her.
A young man, looking distraught, pounced down on the ladies, asking them to move aside.
I have a protegee, the young Rostova, here.
The old people sat with the old, the young with the young, and the hostess at the tea table, on which stood exactly the same kind of cakes in a silver cake basket as the Panins had at their party.
Pretty, a good voice, young, and in nobody's way if only they leave her in peace.
It is true that Natasha is still young, but--so long as that?...
You write that in Petersburg he is spoken of as one of the most active, cultivated, and capable of the young men.
The village elder, a peasant delegate, and the village clerk, who were waiting in the passage, heard with fear and delight first the young count's voice roaring and snapping and rising louder and louder, and then words of abuse, dreadful words, ejaculated one after the other.
Then with no less fear and delight they saw how the young count, red in the face and with bloodshot eyes, dragged Mitenka out by the scruff of the neck and applied his foot and knee to his behind with great agility at convenient moments between the words, shouting, Be off!
The young count paid no heed to them, but, breathing hard, passed by with resolute strides and went into the house.
The hares had already half changed their summer coats, the fox cubs were beginning to scatter, and the young wolves were bigger than dogs.
On the fifteenth, when young Rostov, in his dressing gown, looked out of the window, he saw it was an unsurpassable morning for hunting: it was as if the sky were melting and sinking to the earth without any wind.
It seemed to Daniel irksome and improper to be in a room at all, but to have anything to do with a young lady seemed to him impossible.
He cast down his eyes and hurried out as if it were none of his business, careful as he went not to inflict any accidental injury on the young lady.
"Have you seen the young countess?" he asked.
"With young Count Peter, by the Zharov rank grass," answered Simon, smiling.
Simon sighed and stooped to straighten the leash a young borzoi had entangled; the count too sighed and, noticing the snuffbox in his hand, opened it and took a pinch.
He knew that young and old wolves were there, that the hounds had separated into two packs, that somewhere a wolf was being chased, and that something had gone wrong.
A long, yellowish young borzoi, one Nicholas did not know, from another leash, rushed impetuously at the wolf from in front and almost knocked her over.
At midday they put the hounds into a ravine thickly overgrown with young trees.
Instead of an enemy, Nicholas found in Ilagin a stately and courteous gentleman who was particularly anxious to make the young count's acquaintance.
And considering it polite to return the young count's compliment, Ilagin looked at his borzois and picked out Milka who attracted his attention by her breadth.
A score of women serfs, old and young, as well as children, popped out from the back entrance to have a look at the hunters who were arriving.
That's right, young countess, that's it, come on!
Where, how, and when had this young countess, educated by an emigree French governess, imbibed from the Russian air she breathed that spirit and obtained that manner which the pas de chale * would, one would have supposed, long ago have effaced?
Now a fine young fellow must be found as husband for you.
There an old maidservant was grumbling at a young girl who stood panting, having just run in through the cold from the serfs' quarters.
There an old footman and two young ones were playing cards.
"Oh dear, what a young lady!" said Foka, pretending to frown at Natasha.
Dimmler struck a chord and, turning to Natasha, Nicholas, and Sonya, remarked: "How quiet you young people are!"
The young people had disappeared.
It was decided that the count must not go, but that if Louisa Ivanovna (Madame Schoss) would go with them, the young ladies might go to the Melyukovs', Sonya, generally so timid and shy, more urgently than anyone begging Louisa Ivanovna not to refuse.
Ten minutes later, all the young Melyukovs joined the mummers.
Pelageya Danilovna began to recognize the mummers, admired their cleverly contrived costumes, and particularly how they suited the young ladies, and she thanked them all for having entertained her so well.
"Tell what happened to the young lady!" said the second Melyukov girl.
Young ladies, married and unmarried, liked him because without making love to any of them, he was equally amiable to all, especially after supper.
She saw the coldness and malevolence with which the old prince received and dismissed the young men, possible suitors, who sometimes appeared at their house.
She was surrounded by young men who, she fancied, had suddenly learned to appreciate her worth.
Prince Bolkonski glanced at the young man as if about to say something in reply, but changed his mind, evidently considering him too young.
"Have you known that young man long, Princess?" he asked.
Yes, he is an agreeable young man....
Because I have noticed that when a young man comes on leave from Petersburg to Moscow it is usually with the object of marrying an heiress.
Next morning Marya Dmitrievna took the young ladies to the Iberian shrine of the Mother of God and to Madame Suppert-Roguet, who was so afraid of Marya Dmitrievna that she always let her have costumes at a loss merely to get rid of her.
Around him thronged Moscow's most brilliant young men, whom he evidently dominated.
To get better acquainted she asked that one of the young ladies should come into her box for the rest of the performance, and Natasha moved over to it.
Natasha turned her pretty little head toward the elegant young officer and smiled at him over her bare shoulder.
Dolokhov, who needed Anatole Kuragin's name, position, and connections as a bait to draw rich young men into his gambling set, made use of him and amused himself at his expense without letting the other feel it.
Mademoiselle George was standing in a corner of the drawing room surrounded by young men.
With others Balaga bargained, charging twenty-five rubles for a two hours' drive, and rarely drove himself, generally letting his young men do so.
"That time I'd harnessed two young side horses with the bay in the shafts," he went on, turning to Dolokhov.
Two troykas were standing before the porch and two young drivers were holding the horses.
The young fellow on the box jumped down to hold the horses and Anatole and Dolokhov went along the pavement.
Vive l'Empereur! came the voices of men, old and young, of most diverse characters and social positions.
His full face, rather young-looking, with its prominent chin, wore a gracious and majestic expression of imperial welcome.
And what role is your young monarch playing in that monstrous crowd?
In the evening, when Prince Andrew went to him and, trying to rouse him, began to tell him of the young Count Kamensky's campaign, the old prince began unexpectedly to talk about Princess Mary, blaming her for her superstitions and her dislike of Mademoiselle Bourienne, who, he said, was the only person really attached to him.
Young Count Toll objected to the Swedish general's views more warmly than anyone else, and in the course of the dispute drew from his side pocket a well-filled notebook, which he asked permission to read to them.
If they regretted having to retreat, it was only because they had to leave billets they had grown accustomed to, or some pretty young Polish lady.
Mary Hendrikhovna was the wife of the regimental doctor, a pretty young German woman he had married in Poland.
The doctor, whether from lack of means or because he did not like to part from his young wife in the early days of their marriage, took her about with him wherever the hussar regiment went and his jealousy had become a standing joke among the hussar officers.
She, seeing herself surrounded by such brilliant and polite young men, beamed with satisfaction, try as she might to hide it, and perturbed as she evidently was each time her husband moved in his sleep behind her.
His pale and mud-stained face--fair and young, with a dimple in the chin and light-blue eyes--was not an enemy's face at all suited to a battlefield, but a most ordinary, homelike face.
As Natasha, at her mother's side, passed through the crowd behind a liveried footman who cleared the way for them, she heard a young man speaking about her in too loud a whisper.
I'm pretty, I'm young, and I know that now I am good.
What are you shoving for, young lordling?
"You've crushed the young gentleman!" said the clerk.
Two young citizens were joking with some serf girls who were cracking nuts.
Petya too would have run there, but the clerk who had taken the young gentleman under his protection stopped him.
On seeing the young master, the elder one with frightened look clutched her younger companion by the hand and hid with her behind a birch tree, not stopping to pick up some green plums they had dropped.
One fair-haired young soldier of the third company, whom Prince Andrew knew and who had a strap round the calf of one leg, crossed himself, stepped back to get a good run, and plunged into the water; another, a dark noncommissioned officer who was always shaggy, stood up to his waist in the water joyfully wriggling his muscular figure and snorted with satisfaction as he poured the water over his head with hands blackened to the wrists.
She ran out sobbing into the garden and as far as the pond, along the avenues of young lime trees Prince Andrew had planted.
So many different eyes, old and young, were fixed on her, and there were so many different faces, that she could not distinguish any of them and, feeling that she must speak to them all at once, did not know how to do it.
"You spare no one," continued Julie to the young man without heeding the author's remark.
"Why should you be God knows where out of sight, during the battle?" he said, exchanging glances with his young companion.
He only saw in her a pretty and fresh young girl, with whom he did not deign to unite his fate.
A young round-faced officer, quite a boy still and evidently only just out of the Cadet College, who was zealously commanding the two guns entrusted to him, addressed Pierre sternly.
"To your places!" cried the young officer to the men gathered round Pierre.
Pierre looked over the wall of the trench and was particularly struck by a pale young officer who, letting his sword hang down, was walking backwards and kept glancing uneasily around.
The young officer, with his face still more flushed, commanded the men more scrupulously than ever.
The young officer, his hand to his shako, ran up to his superior.
Suddenly something happened: the young officer gave a gasp and bending double sat down on the ground like a bird shot on the wing.
Pierre ran after him, avoiding the spot where the young officer was sitting.
The young officer still sat in the same way, bent double, in a pool of blood at the edge of the earth wall.
The adjutant galloped to Claparede's division and a few minutes later the Young Guards stationed behind the knoll moved forward.
They knew that it was for the army to fight, and that if it could not succeed it would not do to take young ladies and house serfs to the Three Hills quarter of Moscow to fight Napoleon, and that they must go away, sorry as they were to abandon their property to destruction.
In Vilna she had formed an intimacy with a young foreign prince.
The first time the young foreigner allowed himself to reproach her, she lifted her beautiful head and, half turning to him, said firmly: That's just like a man--selfish and cruel!
"Comtesse, a tout peche misericorde," * said a fair-haired young man with a long face and nose, as he entered the room.
The young man who had entered took no notice of her.
While waiting in the reception room Pierre with weary eyes watched the various officials, old and young, military and civilian, who were there.
The young man is in prison and I expect it will go hard with him.
The former housekeeper, old Mavra Kuzminichna, had stepped out of the crowd by the gate, gone up to a cart with a hood constructed of bast mats, and was speaking to a pale young officer who lay inside.
There now, young lady, you do take things into your head!
"What a young lady she is!" remarked the major-domo.
The major-domo stood at the porch talking to an elderly orderly and to a pale young officer with a bandaged arm.
Meanwhile, Mavra Kuzminichna was attentively and sympathetically examining the familiar Rostov features of the young man's face, his tattered coat and trodden-down boots.
Come along then! the publican and the tall young fellow repeated one after the other, and they moved up the street together.
And as he spoke he saw a young man coming round the corner of the house between two dragoons.
"Ah!" said Rostopchin, hurriedly turning away his eyes from the young man in the fur-lined coat and pointing to the bottom step of the porch.
The young man in his clattering chains stepped clumsily to the spot indicated, holding away with one finger the coat collar which chafed his neck, turned his long neck twice this way and that, sighed, and submissively folded before him his thin hands, unused to work.
For several seconds while the young man was taking his place on the step the silence continued.
While waiting for the young man to take his place on the step Rostopchin stood frowning and rubbing his face with his hand.
The young man in the fur-lined coat, stooping a little, stood in a submissive attitude, his fingers clasped before him.
His emaciated young face, disfigured by the half-shaven head, hung down hopelessly.
A vein in the young man's long thin neck swelled like a cord and went blue behind the ear, and suddenly his face flushed.
On the ground, beside the trunks, sat a thin woman no longer young, with long, prominent upper teeth, and wearing a black cloak and cap.
He felt young, bright, adroit, and resolute.
That very young woman seemed to Pierre the perfection of Oriental beauty, with her sharply outlined, arched, black eyebrows and the extraordinarily soft, bright color of her long, beautiful, expressionless face.
While Pierre was running the few steps that separated him from the Frenchman, the tall marauder in the frieze gown was already tearing from her neck the necklace the young Armenian was wearing, and the young woman, clutching at her neck, screamed piercingly.
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.
Everybody knew him, the Emperor liked him, and he was young and interesting.
Those who tried to understand the general course of events and to take part in it by self-sacrifice and heroism were the most useless members of society, they saw everything upside down, and all they did for the common good turned out to be useless and foolish--like Pierre's and Mamonov's regiments which looted Russian villages, and the lint the young ladies prepared and that never reached the wounded, and so on.
What for a long while specially surprised and delighted him were the women, young and healthy, without a dozen officers making up to each of them; women, too, who were pleased and flattered that a passing officer should joke with them.
The women and girls flirted with him and, from the first day, the people concerned themselves to get this fine young daredevil of an hussar married and settled down.
With the naive conviction of young men in a merry mood that other men's wives were created for them, Rostov did not leave the lady's side and treated her husband in a friendly and conspiratorial style, as if, without speaking of it, they knew how capitally Nicholas and the lady would get on together.
The day after her party the governor's wife came to see Malvintseva and, after discussing her plan with the aunt, remarked that though under present circumstances a formal betrothal was, of course, not to be thought of, all the same the young people might be brought together and could get to know one another.
But he never thought about her as he had thought of all the young ladies without exception whom he had met in society, nor as he had for a long time, and at one time rapturously, thought about Sonya.
He had pictured each of those young ladies as almost all honest-hearted young men do, that is, as a possible wife, adapting her in his imagination to all the conditions of married life: a white dressing gown, his wife at the tea table, his wife's carriage, little ones, Mamma and Papa, their relations to her, and so on--and these pictures of the future had given him pleasure.
This one, a young soldier, his face deadly pale, his shako pushed back, and his musket resting on the ground, still stood near the pit at the spot from which he had fired.
'Michael,' he says, 'come here and bow down to his feet; and you, young woman, you bow down too; and you, grandchildren, also bow down before him!
With her traveled Mademoiselle Bourienne, little Nicholas and his tutor, her old nurse, three maids, Tikhon, and a young footman and courier her aunt had sent to accompany her.
A young officer of the Horse Guards, Kutuzov's orderly, pleased at the importance of the mission entrusted to him, went to Ermolov's quarters.
They both looked pale, and in the expression on their faces--one of them glanced timidly at Pierre-- there was something resembling what he had seen on the face of the young soldier at the execution.
She did not know and would not have believed it, but beneath the layer of slime that covered her soul and seemed to her impenetrable, delicate young shoots of grass were already sprouting, which taking root would so cover with their living verdure the grief that weighed her down that it would soon no longer be seen or noticed.
The handsome young soldier who had brought the wood, setting his arms akimbo, began stamping his cold feet rapidly and deftly on the spot where he stood.
All the young soldiers smiled gaily as they watched him.
There were several prisoners from the French army in Orel, and the doctor brought one of them, a young Italian, to see Pierre.
At that moment of emotional tenderness young Nicholas' face, which resembled his father's, affected Pierre so much that when he had kissed the boy he got up quickly, took out his handkerchief, and went to the window.
I heard that they were arranging a match for her with young Rostov.
Nicholas was allowed no respite and no peace, and those who had seemed to pity the old man--the cause of their losses (if they were losses)--now remorselessly pursued the young heir who had voluntarily undertaken the debts and was obviously not guilty of contracting them.
"She is a very admirable and excellent young woman," said she, "and you must go and call on her.
She is a very admirable young woman and you always liked her, but now suddenly you have got some notion or other in your head.
Young Nicholas, now a slim lad of fifteen, delicate and intelligent, with curly light-brown hair and beautiful eyes, was delighted because Uncle Pierre as he called him was the object of his rapturous and passionate affection.
A peculiarity one sees in very young children and very old people was particularly evident in her.
Only young Nicholas and his tutor remained.
Good night! said Pierre, giving his hand to the Swiss tutor, and he turned to young Nicholas with a smile.
All that is young and honest is crushed!
But they insisted on their own view: love of one's neighbor and Christianity--and all this in the presence of young Nicholas, who had gone into my study and broke all my things.
She did not compare them with him, but compared her feeling for them with her feeling for him, and felt with regret that there was something lacking in her feeling for young Nicholas.
Meanwhile downstairs in young Nicholas Bolkonski's bedroom a little lamp was burning as usual.
Terror seized young Nicholas and he awoke.
Evidently the explanations furnished by these historians being mutually contradictory can only satisfy young children.
A tall young man tapped his shoulder and Alex surrendered her to the second dance of the evening.
I suspect I'd have a lot of young men to answer to if anything happened to you out here.
Quint paused and eyed the young lawyer respectfully.
When she was young and naive, she had dreamed of such a job.
I can vouch for this young lady.
The photo was fuzzy and the boy was young, but the eyes - she was sure it was Bordeaux.
She started to call out to him, but a pretty young Indian girl emerged from those same bushes.
Excuse me for staring, but aren't you the young lady that had Ashley in a dither?
The two young women chatted endlessly about the latest fashion in Paris and the boys who were attracted to them.
The two young women didn't get off at that stop.
Tom, could you get this young lady's luggage and take her to the restaurant?
You're growing into quite the young lady.
She dropped the wood and screamed before she realized it was only a young cat.
The evening was young and she had ruined his chance to spend it with Mary.
When had he changed from the unattractive older man she met in the diner to the good looking young man who now lay beside her?
For the hawk and her young, it was a good day.
The announcement went on to describe what the young boy was wearing and listed a tip line phone number to call with information.
Once he did, he moved to the back yard where mother was pushing her gleeful young son on a large wooden swing set.
Young Timothy Burton was reunited with his mother shortly after ten PM this evening.
Betsy had referred it as an afterthought, suspecting the young girl was a runaway.
You won't know if the source is male or female, old or young, from the east or west or how long the tips will keep coming.
Her killer was pulled over the next day by an observant trooper shortly after dumping the young girl's body.
The story related the successful return of a young boy kidnapped from his San Francisco home.
The young woman laughed even harder.
She was brutally murdered by the same man who killed young girls in Delaware, Alabama and several other states.
We would meet the young girl on Saturday.
When I was discovered, I told the young fool who found me I'd been shot and mugged, my money clip stolen!
"Order anything you'd like, Honey," Betsy said as she snuggled next to the young lady and elicited a squeal with a tickle.
She turned to the young girl.
We had always teetered on the edge, Martha and me, even as young children, playing you-show-me-yours-I'll-show-you-mine and sneaking to places forbidden.
And delight of delights; there's a pretty young girl in the game!
In the Gustefson home resides a delightful young lady for whom I have special plans.
It was always young girls so I started looking at old unsolved cases; missing children as well as murders.
When a young man I ran away from home and joined a circus.
"Once, when I was young," said Jim, "I was a race horse, and defeated all who dared run against me.
They say she has a family of young wolves up there; and that is why she kills so many lambs.
This happened when Israel Putnam was a young man.
"What is your name, young rebel?" said the British captain.
He was very young when he was first sent to school.
"And I would rather have a young hawk that has been trained to hunt" said Ethelbert.
And the rest he divided among the young women who took care of his mother.
You would hardly have known the young prince when the time came for him to appear before his grandfather.
It is the man who rose to go out, and two young princes contended for the honor of giving him his shoes but at last agreed that each should offer him one.
At length the chief of the band called to Otanes and said, "Young fellow, have you anything worth taking?"
By and by, the eggs hatched, and a nestful of young doves grew up.
There was not a breath of wind to stir the young leaves on the trees.
"Then how am I to get it home?" asked the young gentleman.
Young Mr. Johnson looked after him and wondered.
That this democratization of information and opinion would lead to vigorous debate and encourage a young monk to question the church?
When nations are young and when they are poor, they usually focus on two things: the military and civil order.
Young boys used to manually set up bowling pins after each frame.
Imagine you live in a large trailer park and you have four young children.
As recently as the early twentieth century, relatively few careers existed in which young men of drive and ambition could distinguish themselves and leave a mark on the world.
Because military accomplishments were one way to do that, the military attracted the most ambitious young men eager to prove themselves—and "proving themselves" meant battle.
In the past, impetuous young men would drop out of college and run off to join the army.
Young boys compete with other boys in sports and races and tug-of-wars and, well, in everything, because that is simply how they are wired.
The article also describes a second project where a group of young entrepreneurs who look as if they could be in a garage band are fitting deceptively innocent-looking hardware into a prototype 'Internet in a suitcase.'
Because young people generally understand and utilize technology better than older people, we will see a shift in power and influence toward the young.
Later that evening when Simonides was at a banquet with Scopas, he got word that two young men were outside looking for him.
The young writer, as Stevenson has said, instinctively tries to copy whatever seems most admirable, and he shifts his admiration with astonishing versatility.
In October, 1896, I entered the Cambridge School for Young Ladies, to be prepared for Radcliffe.
Many of the dreams that had delighted my young inexperience became beautifully less and "faded into the light of common day."
My teacher says, if children learn to be patient and gentle while they are little, that when they grow to be young ladies and gentlemen they will not forget to be kind and loving and brave.
Lucy is a fine young lady.
Who does not remember the interest with which, when young, he looked at shelving rocks, or any approach to a cave?
Mr. Balcom, a promising young architect, designs it on the back of his Vitruvius, with hard pencil and ruler, and the job is let out to Dobson & Sons, stonecutters.
Or I heard the peep of the young when I could not see the parent bird.
Everyone brightened at the sight of this pretty young woman, so soon to become a mother, so full of life and health, and carrying her burden so lightly.
One of the next arrivals was a stout, heavily built young man with close-cropped hair, spectacles, the light-colored breeches fashionable at that time, a very high ruffle, and a brown dress coat.
This stout young man was an illegitimate son of Count Bezukhov, a well-known grandee of Catherine's time who now lay dying in Moscow.
Your excellency! answered Alpatych, immediately recognizing the voice of his young prince.
At that moment the flames flared up and showed his young master's pale worn face.
The latter was very attentive to Anna Pavlovna because he wanted to be appointed director of one of the educational establishments for young ladies.
He was driving toward Pierre in a covered gig, sitting beside a young surgeon, and on recognizing Pierre he told the Cossack who occupied the driver's seat to pull up.
The young officer standing in the gateway, as if hesitating whether to enter or not, clicked his tongue.
Did she think Giddon had other reasons for bringing a young girl into the house?
Talking with Fritz was better than nothing, but this young man had an unusual way of thinking.
We knew the young girl was in trouble shortly after she left her house, with Howie following closely behind her.
Howie was able to view the abduction, though it was particularly brutal as the young boy was knocked unconscious and bleeding.
Just then a young man stepped up.
Someone else decides to empty the cities and send all the young people to go fight in the war?
She claims a red headed young guy took real good care of her, fed her and let her play video games.
Quite young, I grieve to say; and all of my brothers and sisters that you see here are practically my own age.
"Young Dan Webster," answered his father.
The man jogged from the house carrying the young girl.
He was also listed as a person of interest in the deaths of at least six young women in the Missouri-Kentucky area.
"Yes, a young man of promise," was the answer.
He was getting to be quite a handsome young man.