Book,  Chapter

 1        I,  I   |    window, as if he felt the want of air, and stepped out
 2        I,  III |      they shall kill me.”~“I want thee to live.”~“I shall
 3        I,  IV  |   the leather bag which, for want of room, she held on her
 4        I,  IX  |      without resources. This want of comfort is of no consequence
 5        I,  IX  | easily repaired. There is no want of firs on the Russian frontier,
 6        I,  IX  |   them, but, as there was no want of horses, he did not trouble
 7        I,  XIV |     be let or sold. But what want had Michael Strogoff now
 8       II,  III |   her shoulder.~“What do you want with me?” said Marfa.~“Come!”
 9       II,  VII |     few heaps of leaves. For want of better fodder the horse
10       II,  VIII|  great fatigue. He was in no want of rich pasturage along
11       II,  IX  |     water, there would be no want of that in a district rendered
12       II,  IX  |  answered Nadia. “Do you not want to rest a few hours?”~“I
13       II,  XV  |  might meet the proof of his want of sight. We know how perfectly