1 Fetinia, bring a quilt and some pillows and sheets.
2 Nevertheless he extinguished the candle, covered himself over with the chintz quilt, snuggled down beneath it, and instantly fell asleep.
3 Sweet it is to fall asleep in one's own home, in the familiar bed, under the quilt worked by loving hands, perhaps a dear nurse's hands, those kind, tender, untiring hands.
4 The quilt of a high, white feather bed was just visible behind a screen.
5 He lay just under the icons; his large thick hands outside the quilt.
6 His hands were symmetrically placed on the green silk quilt, the palms downward.
7 Pierre, carefully stretching his neck so as not to touch the quilt, followed her suggestion and pressed his lips to the large boned, fleshy hand.
8 He pulled off the quilt and shook it.
9 Mitenka's wife and sisters-in-law thrust their heads and frightened faces out of the door of a room where a bright samovar was boiling and where the steward's high bedstead stood with its patchwork quilt.
10 Natasha did not move, though her little bare foot, thrust out from under the quilt, was growing cold on the bare floor.
11 When she saw an indistinct shape in the corner, and mistook his knees raised under the quilt for his shoulders, she imagined a horrible body there, and stood still in terror.
12 She passed the valet, the snuff fell from the candle wick, and she saw Prince Andrew clearly with his arms outside the quilt, and such as she had always seen him.
13 He turned and looked at her where she lay indistinctly outlined under the dark calico quilt, her high-boned face taking a grayish tinge from the whiteness of the pillow.
14 Uncle Peter, muffled in a quilt, was bringing out the carriage to take Ashley to the train.
15 Grandpa Merriwether rode in on a gun carriage, his bare feet tied in quilt scraps.