Chapter

 1     I|         Then it came to the poet's turn.~ ~"Pardon, gratia, your
 2     I|         gipsy all at once began to turn blue and green, his eyes
 3     I|          taken a decidedly serious turn.~ ~"Pour wine into his throat
 4    II|           full bloom, and at every turn he would come upon arcades
 5    II|   assurance from me? Now it is the turn of my beard, I suppose,"
 6   III|          seize him by the neck and turn out his pockets, without
 7   III|          now it was the huntsman's turn to grow angry, and he kept
 8   III|           and play cards with; and turn you into Michael Kis, Esq.,
 9   III|         one was delighted that his turn had now come, and when at
10   III| much-befêted cavalier would[Pg 86] turn out to be nothing but his
11    IV|         when it came to his wife's turn, he had to pummel her with
12     V|          immediately felt bound to turn round and see who it was
13     V|          Her thoughts now began to turn from the church to the theatre,
14    VI|    comrades. He felt that whatever turn he might give to the affair,
15   VII|           waited for his master to turn round. He waited a good
16   VII|        fury they knew not which to turn upon first, Abellino for
17  VIII|    humorous trump card which would turn the tables gloriously upon
18  VIII|          that; I knew how it would turn out," replied Boltay, laughing.~ ~
19    IX|          food this day; and if you turn me from your door, and if
20    IX|         some one else, and did not turn up at all? Oh, what bitter
21    IX|              It was now Abellino's turn to keep the bank.~ ~He began
22     X|          of the poor thing. But to turn to the business in hand,
23   XII|           fellow-guest present, in turn, especially toasting the
24  XIII|            fox; but the fox in his turn seized Fecske, and bit his
25  XIII|       relieved Flora by taking her turn in the nursing.~ ~Nevertheless,
26  XIII|        possible.~ ~"It is now your turn to come and see us," said
27   XVI|        with all the other women in turn, according to rank. How
28   XVI|         her waist, and they took a turn together round the room.~ ~
29   XVI|       naturally, it was the wife's turn to give way.~ ~"Well, remain
30    XX|      wayside csárda; I will take a turn about here alone. I shall
31   XXI|         live. Let him have time to turn to God! Nor do I wish him
32   XXI|           to the hour when I shall turn to dust."~ ~These last words