Snuffbox Sentence Examples

The count started and dropped the snuffbox.

The countess reflected a moment and took a pinch from a gold snuffbox with her husband's portrait on it.

He half rose, meaning to go round, but the aunt handed him the snuffbox, passing it across Helene's back.

On retiring to her own room, she sat in an armchair, her eyes fixed on a miniature portrait of her son on the lid of a snuffbox, while the tears kept coming into her eyes.

Oh, what a splendid reign! he repeated several times, then paused, drew from his pocket a gold snuffbox, lifted it to his nose, and greedily sniffed at it.

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.

An aide-de-camp approached with gliding steps and offered him a gold snuffbox, which he took.

They consisted of a box for cards, of splendid workmanship, a bright- blue Sevres tea cup with shepherdesses depicted on it and with a lid, and a gold snuffbox with the count's portrait on the lid which Pierre had had done by a miniaturist in Petersburg.

Why can't the widow get back her silver snuffbox that was stole?

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.

A snuffbox with the Emperor's portrait is a reward but not a distinction," said the diplomatist--"a gift, rather."

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.

Why ca n't the widow get back her silver snuffbox that was stole?

They also presented Nathaniel with a magnificent four-colour gold snuffbox, now also in the Gilbert Collection.

Pierre was one of those who are only strong when they feel themselves quite innocent, and since that day when he was overpowered by a feeling of desire while stooping over the snuffbox at Anna Pavlovna's, an unacknowledged sense of the guilt of that desire paralyzed his will.

In the middle of one of the longest sentences, he stopped the rotary motion of the snuffbox, raised his head, and with inimical politeness lurking in the corners of his thin lips interrupted Weyrother, wishing to say something.

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.