Book,  Chapter

 1        I,  V   |       the cottage, and carefully closed the door.~“Good!” said Michael
 2        I,  V   |       fastened his belt; he then closed his bag and threw it over
 3        I,  V   |        of it.~“The fair is to be closed,” said one.~“The regiment
 4        I,  VI  |         had just been pitilessly closed to her, and, whatever the
 5        I,  VI  |       the routes to Siberia were closed to her. Michael, delighted
 6        I,  VIII| sparkling water. The horizon was closed by a line of hills covered
 7        I,  IX  |        across Siberia, which was closed to everyone else, but their
 8        I,  XIV | Completely master of himself, he closed his eyes, in order not to
 9       II,  IX  |         which till then had been closed, opened.~He recognized Michael
10       II,  X   |       this last effort, her eyes closed and her head fell on Michael’
11       II,  XIV |      room, the door of which was closed. He called.~Ogareff, motionless