Book,  Chapter

  1        I,  I   |         custom of a man who cared little for dress, his contrasting
  2        I,  I   |          and appearing to pay but little attention either to the
  3        I,  I   |      might have rendered them but little sympathetic. However, they
  4        I,  I   |         Really, my dear sir, this little fete is charming!” said
  5        I,  I   | surmounted by the silver cross. A little winding river, here and
  6        I,  IV  |           Abraham!” exclaimed the little Jew, “do you reckon them
  7        I,  IV  |        the East.”~“Why, look out, little father,” said a Russian
  8        I,  IV  |    answered the merchant, who had little relish for that sort of
  9        I,  IV  |           merchant,” observed the little Jew.~“Faith, no, worthy
 10        I,  IV  |          the traveler’s list.~“As little as I can, and only for my
 11        I,  IV  |      Eastern Siberia.”~“In short, little father,” continued the first
 12        I,  IV  |           conversation varied but little— nor did it, indeed, in
 13        I,  IV  |            Harry Blount, speaking little, but listening much, had
 14        I,  V   |      However, he troubled himself little on this score, and, but
 15        I,  V   |     fairly comfortable room, with little furniture, it is true, but
 16        I,  VI  |      office and up to the clerk’s little window was a much more difficult
 17        I,  VII |        VII GOING DOWN THE VOLGA~A LITTLE before midday, the steamboat’
 18        I,  VII |         confluence of the Kama, a little below Kasan, they are obliged
 19        I,  VII |       uttering deafening cries. A little farther, on the dry fields,
 20        I,  VII |         of one voice, which cared little whether it was heard or
 21        I,  VIII|      trying to show themselves as little as possible? Such is not
 22        I,  VIII|      there, in a humble attitude, little conformable with the effrontery
 23        I,  VIII|         would not stick at such a little thing as that, so, with
 24        I,  VIII|        learnt then—?”~“Look here, little father, as the Russians
 25        I,  VIII|           the restaurant. She ate little, and as a poor girl whose
 26        I,  IX  |          pretty swallows! Fly, my little pigeons! Hold up, my cousin
 27        I,  IX  |           on the left! Gee up, my little father on the right!”~But
 28        I,  IX  |         would not complain.~For a little while Nadia did not speak.
 29        I,  IX  |       that stage.~“Two hours ago, little father,” replied the postmaster.~“
 30        I,  XI  |        the reins, and call you my little pigeon, like a true iemschik,
 31        I,  XI  |          replied Michael, “I have little love for cannon-balls or
 32        I,  XI  |            we are obliged to do a little of everything.”~Alcide regarded
 33        I,  XI  |      months’ nursing of some poor little infant?”~“I never heard
 34        I,  XIII|      chain”—a chain of towers, or little wooden forts, extending
 35        I,  XIII|          minutes all went well. A little way up the river the current
 36        I,  XIV |       valiantly. But driven back, little by little, from the mercantile
 37        I,  XIV |        But driven back, little by little, from the mercantile portion
 38        I,  XIV |      pitying eyes. “Do not speak, little father,” said the mujik, “
 39        I,  XIV |           After a few days’ rest, little father, thou wilt be able
 40        I,  XIV |       neither horse nor carriage, little father. Where the Tartar
 41        I,  XIV |     discipline to which they were little accustomed. They walked
 42        I,  XV  |         country had changed. This little village of Kamsk lies, like
 43        I,  XV  |          not yet depopulated this little town of Kamsk. Its inhabitants
 44        I,  XV  |           Strogoff showed himself little, if at all. To be unperceived
 45        I,  XV  |   entrance of the town; which was little frequented and out of the
 46        I,  XVI |          by the bridle, reached a little larch wood, through which
 47        I,  XVI |           and half coats-of-mail; little trumpets fastened to their
 48        I,  XVI |         the darkness to leave the little wood and dash along the
 49        I,  XVII|          he reached a picturesque little town lying on a small hill.
 50        I,  XVII|          musketry!” said he. “The little Russian body is engaged
 51        I,  XVII|        post, he waited behind his little wicket until the public
 52        I,  XVII|           that he only implored a little bread and water, when the
 53        I,  XVII|    smiling, disappeared through a little door which Michael had not
 54       II,  I   |            and the “tschakane,” a little short-handled ax, the wounds
 55       II,  I   |          which is forbidden them, little caps of dark cloth; if with
 56       II,  I   |          accost them. It mattered little to him, at this time especially,
 57       II,  II  |       country traversed, and left little of anything behind them.
 58       II,  II  |          completely silent, spoke little. However, one day her heart
 59       II,  III |            There flows the Tom, a little affluent of the Obi, which
 60       II,  III |            the convoy reached the little village of Zabediero, thirty
 61       II,  III |            could drink and take a little rest. The sun had already
 62       II,  III |          fine retaliation for the little affair at Ichim.”~“Yes,
 63       II,  III |        unmoved to wrath.”~“A neat little incident for our journals,”
 64       II,  IV  |          But from the head to the little feet, such was the profusion
 65       II,  V   |       with a profusion of jewels. Little triangles of gold, studded
 66       II,  V   |           pearls, from which hung little triangular bags. From these
 67       II,  V   |           nothing for him. Having little desire to be present at
 68       II,  VI  |          thanks to that trembling little hand which guided him, he
 69       II,  VI  |       sort of barley bread, and a little mead, called “meod” in Russia.
 70       II,  VI  |       Michael walked on, speaking little, absorbed in his own thoughts.
 71       II,  VI  |        Irkutsk,” he replied.~“Oh! little father, you do not know
 72       II,  VI  |         Nadia.~“Yes, your sister, little father! But, believe me,
 73       II,  VI  |      Burnt out his eyes! Oh! poor little father! I am going to Krasnoiarsk.
 74       II,  VI  |         the kibitka? By sitting a little close, it will hold us all
 75       II,  VI  |          Michael.~“Well, jump up, little blind father. Your sister
 76       II,  VI  |        Nicholas. “There they are, little father! shake them as long
 77       II,  VI  |            They try to be strong, little father, they are brave,
 78       II,  VI  |        weak after all, these dear little things! Have you come from
 79       II,  VI  |           anywhere before?”~“You, little father? No, never.”~“The
 80       II,  VI  |            lastly, the Ichoula, a little stream which divides Western
 81       II,  VI  |     weather it was.~“Fine enough, little father,” he answered, “but
 82       II,  VI  |        air.~“You do not think so, little father?” resumed Nicholas. “
 83       II,  VI  |        wished to remain unmoved.~“Little father,” continued Nicholas, “
 84       II,  VII |        because Nicholas had slept little. Consequently, it was impossible
 85       II,  VII |        and there— Shall we start, little father?”~“Let us wait till
 86       II,  VII |          to Michael, “Forgive me, little father,” said he. “Alas!
 87       II,  VII |         Not yet.”~“Have patience, little father,” said Nicholas. “
 88       II,  VII |           Krasnoiarsk, there is a little quay. There the boats touch.
 89       II,  VII |         all three had reached the little quay, with houses on each
 90       II,  VII |         shore, not a barge at the little wharf, nothing even of which
 91       II,  VII |           the others.”~“Directly, little father.”~“These will help
 92       II,  VII |       bottles.”~“Well thought of, little father,” exclaimed Nicholas, “
 93       II,  VII |           town. But that mattered little. The crossing would have
 94       II,  VIII|      Autumn here lasts but a very little while, although this part
 95       II,  VIII|          hour.~After crossing the little river Biriousa, the kibitka
 96       II,  VIII|           and it’s lucky for you, little father!”~“But I saw nothing,”
 97       II,  VIII|         you, nor for her, I know, little father,” answered Nicholas, “
 98       II,  VIII|         with Alsalevsk. From this little town began the frightful
 99       II,  IX  |           fertile by the numerous little affluents of the Angara.~
100       II,  IX  |         this day they came to the little river Oka, but it was fordable,
101       II,  IX  |            hand in hand, speaking little, Nadia looking about on
102       II,  IX  |          huts Nadia again found a little mutton; but, contrary to
103       II,  IX  |           slower pace. They spoke little, and only of Nicholas. The
104       II,  IX  |       midst of which was lost the little river. Not a tree nor a
105       II,  X   |        itself into the Yenisei, a little above the town of Yeniseisk.
106       II,  X   |       blind man and the girl to a little point at which was moored
107       II,  X   |            carried at his waist a little padlocked collecting-box,
108       II,  X   |      right bank could be seen the little port of Livenitchnaia, its
109       II,  X   |           The raft arrived at the little port and there stopped.
110       II,  X   |         an hour the raft left the little port of Livenitchnaia, and
111       II,  XI  |          town was at last passed. Little by little the glare grew
112       II,  XI  |         at last passed. Little by little the glare grew dimmer, the
113       II,  XI  |       yells of the Tartars. Then, little by little, the sounds of
114       II,  XI  |          Tartars. Then, little by little, the sounds of agony and
115       II,  XIV |          had been chosen from the little band of exiles.~Ogareff
116       II,  XV  |           Wassili Fedor, with his little band, had driven back the
117       II,  XV  |         Marfa awaited them in the little house of the Strogoffs.