"What is the matter with you, my dear?" she said crossly to the maid who kept her waiting some minutes.
Not two minutes had passed before Prince Vasili with head erect majestically entered the room.
He always came to table under precisely the same conditions, and not only at the same hour but at the same minute.
After a few minutes’ bustle beside the high bedstead, those who had carried the sick man dispersed.
"A staff officer was here a minute ago, but skipped off," said an artilleryman to Prince Andrew.
This lasted about two minutes, which to Pierre seemed an hour.
The silence lasted for about a minute.
* "In a minute I shall be at your disposal."
A few minutes later the eldest sister came out with a pale hard face, again biting her underlip.
He will get up in twenty minutes.
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When the twenty minutes had elapsed and the time had come for the old prince to get up, Tikhon came to call the young prince to his father.
Ten minutes later Lavrushka brought the coffee.
They got into the carriage and drove for a few minutes in silence.
Five minutes later, gently swaying on the soft springs of the carriage, he turned to Prince Andrew.
Go and keep her company for ten minutes.
The Tsar stopped a few minutes in front of the hussars as if undecided.
A few minutes after the Emperor had passed, the Pavlograd division was ordered to advance.
Confused and ever-increasing crowds were running back to where five minutes before the troops had passed the Emperors.
"Move on a hundred yards and we are certainly saved, remain here another two minutes and it is certain death," thought each one.
For three minutes all had been ready, but they still delayed and all were silent.
Five minutes later Princess Mary from her room heard something heavy being carried by.
He covered his face with his hands and remained so for some minutes.
The five minutes spent with his eyes bandaged seemed to him an hour.
The interview had lasted an hour and fifty-three minutes.
The princess glanced at her watch and, seeing that she was five minutes late in starting her practice on the clavichord, went into the sitting room with a look of alarm.
Five minutes later he returned and bowing with particular courtesy ushered Prince Andrew before him along a corridor to the cabinet where the Minister of War was at work.
Though five minutes before, Prince Andrew had been able to say a few words to the soldiers who were carrying him, now with his eyes fixed straight on Napoleon, he was silent….
Five minutes later, Denisov came into the hut, climbed with muddy boots on the bed, lit his pipe, furiously scattered his things about, took his leaded whip, buckled on his saber, and went out again.
This feeling of disdain was heightened when he saw the minister seated at a large table reading some papers and making pencil notes on them, and for the first two or three minutes taking no notice of his arrival.
She was lying dead, in the same position he had seen her in five minutes before and, despite the fixed eyes and the pallor of the cheeks, the same expression was on her charming childlike face with its upper lip covered with tiny black hair.
A minute passed but no one had yet begun dancing.
"I sent Uvarka at dawn to listen," his bass boomed out after a minute’s pause.
I want him…. now, this minute!
He stood a minute or two, waiting.
"He was here a minute ago but has just gone that way," someone told him, pointing to the right.
He did not stay more than ten minutes, then rose and took his leave.
Contrary to his habit of being late, Pierre on that day arrived at the Bergs’ house, not at ten but at fifteen minutes to eight.
Five minutes later Daniel and Uvarka were standing in Nicholas’ big study.
Ten minutes later, all the young Melyukovs joined the mummers.
For about three minutes all were silent.
A few minutes later Mademoiselle Bourienne came into Princess Mary’s room smiling and making cheerful remarks in her agreeable voice.
After five minutes of irksome, constrained conversation, they heard the sound of slippered feet rapidly approaching.
She did not know how it was that within five minutes she had come to feel herself terribly near to this man.
Ten minutes later Sonya came to Marya Dmitrievna.
After some minutes, the gentleman-in-waiting who was on duty came into the great reception room and, bowing politely, asked Balashev to follow him.
Five minutes later Ilyin, splashing through the mud, came running back to the shanty.
A few minutes later it reappeared brighter still from behind the top of the cloud, tearing its edge.
There he remained about ten minutes.
Five minutes later no one remained in the street.
A few minutes later crowds of wounded men and stretcher-bearers came back from that direction.
The adjutant galloped to Claparede’s division and a few minutes later the Young Guards stationed behind the knoll moved forward.
At the same time his mother-in-law, Prince Vasili’s wife, sent to him imploring him to come if only for a few minutes to discuss a most important matter.
They were to call for her at her house in the Taurida Gardens at ten o’clock, but it was already five minutes to ten, and the girls were not yet dressed.
But, fortunately for her, she felt her eyes growing misty, she saw nothing clearly, her pulse beat a hundred to the minute, and the blood throbbed at her heart.
Some minutes passed.
But she could not pray that her enemies might be trampled under foot when but a few minutes before she had been wishing she had more of them that she might pray for them.
The marshals, accompanied by adjutants, galloped off in different directions, and a few minutes later the chief forces of the French army moved rapidly toward those Pratzen Heights which were being more and more denuded by Russian troops moving down the valley to their left.
Prince Andrew had an opportunity of getting a good look at him, for Pfuel arrived soon after himself and, in passing through to the drawing room, stopped a minute to speak to Chernyshev.
Anatole went out of the room and returned a few minutes later wearing a fur coat girt with a silver belt, and a sable cap jauntily set on one side and very becoming to his handsome face.
In a minute!
In a minute!
A few minutes later the Governor received Alpatych and hurriedly said to him: "Inform the prince and princess that I knew nothing: I acted on the highest instructions—here…." and he handed a paper to Alpatych.
"Well, if it’s too long we’ll take it up…. we’ll tack it up in one minute," said the resolute Dunyasha taking a needle that was stuck on the front of her little shawl and, still kneeling on the floor, set to work once more.
Having ordered punch and summoned de Beausset, he began to talk to him about Paris and about some changes he meant to make in the Empress’ household, surprising the prefect by his memory of minute details relating to the court.
No, wait a minute, please.
Oh, yes, in a minute; wait…. or no!
A few minutes later an officer came hurriedly out of the front door, gave an order, and the dragoons formed up in line.
Ten minutes after each regiment had entered a Moscow district, not a soldier or officer was left.
"Is it over?" said Princess Mary when his body had for a few minutes lain motionless, growing cold before them.
The approaching riders having descended a decline were no longer visible, but they reappeared a few minutes later.
In ten minutes the table was ready and a napkin spread on it.
Pierre was shown into the large, brightly lit dining room; a few minutes later he heard footsteps and Princess Mary entered with Natasha.
He inquired about her health, led the way to his mother, and having sat there for five minutes left the room.
"It is he, it is he, Nicholas!" said Countess Mary, re-entering the room a few minutes later.
He took this as a sign of approval and a confirmation of his thoughts, and after a few minutes’ reflection continued to think aloud.
Just wait a minute, sir.
Pierre had gone to Petersburg on business of his own for three weeks as he said, but had remained there nearly seven weeks and was expected back every minute.
"Why, she’ll rush out more dead than alive just in the things she is wearing; if you delay at all there’ll be tears and ’Papa’ and ’Mamma,’ and she’s frozen in a minute and must go back—but you wrap the fur cloak round her first thing and carry her to the sleigh."
At times, as if to allow them a respite, a quarter of an hour passed during which the cannon balls and shells all flew overhead, but sometimes several men were torn from the regiment in a minute and the slain were continually being dragged away and the wounded carried off.
A few minutes later Prince Andrew rang and Natasha went to him, but Sonya, feeling unusually excited and touched, remained at the window thinking about the strangeness of what had occurred.
When he came up to the guard of honor, a fine set of Grenadiers mostly wearing decorations, who were giving him the salute, he looked at them silently and attentively for nearly a minute with the steady gaze of a commander and then turned to the crowd of generals and officers surrounding him.
During the third night the countess kept very quiet for a few minutes, and Natasha rested her head on the arm of her chair and closed her eyes, but opened them again on hearing the bedstead creak.
Pierre knew he was not to blame, for he could not have come sooner; he knew this outburst was unseemly and would blow over in a minute or two; above all he knew that he himself was bright and happy.
And at once, as a clock begins to strike and chime as soon as the minute hand has completed a full circle, this change was shown by an increased activity, whirring, and chiming in the higher spheres.
At Drissa and at Smolensk and most palpably of all on the twenty-fourth of August at Shevardino and on the twenty-sixth at Borodino, and each day and hour and minute of the retreat from Borodino to Fili.
They spoke of the countess’ health, of their mutual friends, of the latest war news, and when the ten minutes required by propriety had elapsed after which a visitor may rise, Nicholas got up to say good-by.
A few minutes later the footman returned with Dessalles, who brought word from the princess that she would be very glad to see Pierre if he would excuse her want of ceremony and come upstairs to her apartment.
Five minutes later little black-eyed three-year-old Natasha, her father’s pet, having learned from her brother that Papa was asleep and Mamma was in the sitting room, ran to her father unobserved by her mother.
And a minute or two later the Frenchman, a black-eyed fellow with a spot on his cheek, in shirt sleeves, really did jump out of a window on the ground floor, and clapping Pierre on the shoulder ran with him into the garden.
They swooped down close to the French dragoons, something confused happened there amid the smoke, and five minutes later our Uhlans were galloping back, not to the place they had occupied but more to the left, and among the orange-colored Uhlans on chestnut horses and behind them, in a large group, blue French dragoons on gray horses could be seen.
Its first period had passed: when the partisans themselves, amazed at their own boldness, feared every minute to be surrounded and captured by the French, and hid in the forests without unsaddling, hardly daring to dismount and always expecting to be pursued.
His major-domo came in a second time to say that the Frenchman who had brought the letter from the countess was very anxious to see him if only for a minute, and that someone from Bazdeev’s widow had called to ask Pierre to take charge of her husband’s books, as she herself was leaving for the country.
That unknown quantity is the spirit of the army, that is to say, the greater or lesser readiness to fight and face danger felt by all the men composing an army, quite independently of whether they are, or are not, fighting under the command of a genius, in two—or three-line formation, with cudgels or with rifles that repeat thirty times a minute.
The people of the west moved eastwards to slay their fellow men, and by the law of coincidence thousands of minute causes fitted in and co-ordinated to produce that movement and war: reproaches for the nonobservance of the Continental System, the Duke of Oldenburg’s wrongs, the movement of troops into Prussia—undertaken (as it seemed to Napoleon) only for the purpose of securing an armed peace, the French Emperor’s love and habit of war coinciding with his people’s inclinations,…
I can’t bear this waiting and I shall cry in a minute!" and she turned away from the glass, making an effort not to cry.
They’ll be here in a minute…." voices were suddenly heard saying; and officers, soldiers, and militiamen began running forward along the road.
"But don’t be late, Count, if I may venture to ask; about ten minutes to eight, please.
There are no more uses of "minuteness" in the book.