1 Ona is very sick," Stanislovas said; "and we are almost starving.
2 He was sick and disgusted, but after the new plan of his life, he crushed his feelings down.
3 This is the fifth year, now, that Jadvyga has been engaged to Mikolas, and her heart is sick.
4 She was sick and miserable, and often she would barely have strength enough to drag herself home.
5 And now here he was, worn out in soul and body, and with no more place in the world than a sick dog.
6 For another ten days he roamed the streets and alleys of the huge city, sick and hungry, begging for any work.
7 The forelady had to come up to a certain standard herself, and could not stop for sick people, Jadvyga explained.
8 In half an hour Marija was back, Teta Elzbieta with her, both of them breathless with running and sick with fear.
9 Jadvyga did not know what had become of the poor creature; she would have gone to see her, but had been sick herself.
10 Yet all this was not really as cruel as it sounds, for, sick as he was, little Antanas was the least unfortunate member of that family.
11 At any rate he was wretchedly sick and undersized; he had the rickets, and though he was over three years old, he was no bigger than an ordinary child of one.
12 That was Sunday morning, and Monday night Jurgis came home, sober and sick, realizing that he had spent every cent the family owned, and had not bought a single instant's forgetfulness with it.
13 He had gone all to ruin with the drink, however, and lost his power; one of his sons, who was a good man, had kept him and the family up for a year or two, but then he had got sick with consumption.
14 Grandmother Majauszkiene had lived in the midst of misfortune so long that it had come to be her element, and she talked about starvation, sickness, and death as other people might about weddings and holidays.
15 It was the same with Jurgis, who consigned the unfit to destruction, while going about all day sick at heart because of his poor old father, who was wandering somewhere in the yards begging for a chance to earn his bread.
16 But later on, what with sickness and cold and hunger and discouragement, and the filthiness of his work, and the vermin in his home, he had given up washing in winter, and in summer only as much of him as would go into a basin.
17 He was happier than he had been in a year; and yet, because he knew that the happiness would not last, he was savage, too with those who would wreck it, and with the world, and with his life; and then again, beneath this, he was sick with the shame of himself.
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