Chapter

 1     I|          soaking wet beneath your feet that there seemed nothing
 2     I|          Peter Bús bounded to his feet as if he had been shot from
 3     I|           what wee little pets of feet! And then its comically
 4     I|      large spurred boots from his feet, one of the peasant girls
 5     I|        end of the bed rubbing his feet with bits of flannel. Gyárfás,
 6     I|        one of his heavily spurred feet over the other.~ ~This speech
 7     I|         gentleman, leaping to his feet and hastening to grasp his
 8     I|       brick under my dear uncle's feet! Watch over every hair of
 9    II|        the banker, leaping to his feet, "I hope this is only a
10   III|      spurred. He kept raising his feet as gingerly as if he were
11   III|        and spurred boots upon his feet.~ ~Prominent amongst all
12   III|    skimmed the ground beneath its feet, as only a horse can fly
13   III|        raised himself on his fore feet and uttered a wild prolonged
14   III|           the beast leaped to its feet, shook its head, and frantic
15   III|     frantic efforts to regain its feet; in vain! The savage beast
16   III|          its rider, who, with his feet entangled in the stirrups,
17   III|         that his enemy was on his feet again, than, in a fresh
18   III|          in an armchair, with his feet in a large tub of water,
19   VII|           along, with his spurred feet at a respectable distance
20   VII|       cask to a standstill at the feet of the Nabob, and set on
21    IX|      throwing herself at Boltay's feet, and[Pg 204] covering first
22    IX|         was only to grovel at the feet of Teresa and Fanny till
23    IX|        loafers, raised her to her feet again.~ ~The worthy artisan
24    IX|          to discover Fanny's tiny feet that she might kiss them.[
25    IX|           put nothing on her tiny feet but two little old house-slippers,
26    IX|          the whole world at their feet, and so they lost their
27    IX| immediately rise[Pg 229] to their feet and declaim their own verses;
28    IX|          of their tiny beribboned feet as they dismounted from
29    IX|           instantly sprang to his feet, and flung the whole pack
30     X|           flinging herself at her feet; the poor girl had to be
31  XIII|           at once sprang to their feet at that joyous sound. The
32  XVII|       Fanny stood still as if her feet were rooted to the ground.~ ~"