1 In proportion as the britchka drew nearer and nearer to the verandah, the host's eyes assumed a more and more delighted expression, and his smile a broader and broader sweep.
2 And Manilov smiled his very pleasantest smile.
3 "Ah, you ARE so," interrupted Manilov with his fixed and engaging smile.
4 And, kissing the boy's head, he turned to Manilov and Madame with the slight smile which one assumes before assuring parents of the guileless merits of their offspring.
5 To all appearances the thoughts, the calculations, and the projects which were now reflected in his face partook of a pleasant nature, since momentarily they kept leaving behind them a satisfied smile.
6 Accordingly he peeped through the chink of the door whence her head had recently protruded, and, on seeing her seated at a tea table, entered and greeted her with a cheerful, kindly smile.
7 "No, madam," replied Chichikov with a smile.
8 The face was, as it were, dreaming, even though from time to time an ironical smile disturbed it.
9 "Quite so," agreed Chichikov with a smile.
10 'Good morning,' she replied in a voice not loud but resonant, and with a sidelong glance at Arkady, who gave her a friendly smile, she went gently away.
11 Pavel Petrovitch turned hurriedly round, frowning; but his brother looked at him with such delight, such gratitude, that he could not help responding to his smile.
12 Bazarov went on laughing; but much as he revered his master, this time Arkady did not even smile.
13 A cold smile curved Bazarov's lips.
14 As she went away, she turned to give a last smile and bow to Arkady.
15 Anna Sergyevna looked cordially at them, held out her beautiful, white hand to both, and, after a moment's thought, said with a doubtful but delightful smile.