1 His mother pulled the button off and put it in her pocket.
2 Then there was a laugh; a button and two nuts were found in the box.
3 As the boy read, he kept twisting and trying to tear off a button that was nearly off his jacket.
4 Yashvin, tipping another glass of brandy into the bubbling water, drank it and got up, buttoning his coat.
5 His mother had several times taken his hand from it, but the fat little hand went back to the button again.
6 An officer, buttoning his glove, stood aside in the doorway, and stroking his mustache, admired rosy Kitty.
7 Frocks were made or altered and washed, seams and flounces were let out, buttons were sewn on, and ribbons got ready.
8 All the three buttons buttoned up without tearing on the long glove that covered her hand without concealing its lines.
9 All the three buttons buttoned up without tearing on the long glove that covered her hand without concealing its lines.
10 With rapid, bony fingers he unbuttoned his coat, revealing a shirt, bronze waistcoat buttons, and a watch chain, and quickly pulled out a fat old pocketbook.
11 Cord, in honor of the races, had put on his best clothes, a black coat buttoned up, a stiffly starched collar, which propped up his cheeks, a round black hat, and top boots.
12 The old were for the most part either in old uniforms of the nobility, buttoned up closely, with spurs and hats, or in their own special naval, cavalry, infantry, or official uniforms.
13 He was dressed in a long-skirted blue coat, with buttons below the waist at the back, and wore high boots wrinkled over the ankles and straight over the calf, with big galoshes drawn over them.
14 "I want nothing, nothing but this happiness," he thought, staring at the bone button of the bell in the space between the windows, and picturing to himself Anna just as he had seen her last time.
15 For a moment she regained her self-possession, and realized that the thin peasant who had come in wearing a long overcoat, with buttons missing from it, was the stoveheater, that he was looking at the thermometer, that it was the wind and snow bursting in after him at the door; but then everything grew blurred again.