1 We must hope for the best, and I am sure.
2 All day she had lived only in hope of seeing him that night.
3 There was a pathetic expression of sorrow, prayer, and hope in it.
4 She did not speak any more to Natasha of hopes of saving his life.
5 The clerk glanced round, evidently hoping that his joke would be appreciated.
6 I wish you happiness and consolation and hope to meet you again in happier circumstances.
7 He hopes we should be in time to get away tomorrow, but I think it would now be better to stay here, said Mademoiselle Bourienne.
8 The few inhabitants who had remained invited commanding officers to their houses, hoping thereby to secure themselves from being plundered.
9 He looked at the crowd, and rendered more hopeful by the expression he read on the faces there, he smiled sadly and timidly, and lowering his head shifted his feet on the step.
10 In this letter the countess also mentioned that Prince Andrew was among the wounded traveling with them; his state was very critical, but the doctor said there was now more hope.
11 Night and day, hardly sleeping at all, she watched him and, terrible to say, often watched him not with hope of finding signs of improvement but wishing to find symptoms of the approach of the end.
12 He left in order not to obstruct the commander-in-chief's undivided control of the army, and hoping that more decisive action would then be taken, but the command of the armies became still more confused and enfeebled.
13 On the way to Bogucharovo, a princely estate with a dwelling house and farm where they hoped to find many domestic serfs and pretty girls, they questioned Lavrushka about Napoleon and laughed at his stories, and raced one another to try Ilyin's horse.
14 Though Petya would remain in the service, this transfer would give the countess the consolation of seeing at least one of her sons under her wing, and she hoped to arrange matters for her Petya so as not to let him go again, but always get him appointed to places where he could not possibly take part in a battle.