Everyone smiled and chatted with a level of exhilaration as sharp as the mountain air.
The nurse smiled again and studied the micro in her hand, which monitored his vitals.
She smiled at the genuine note in his voice, and he leaned forward, kissing her.
She opened her eyes and smiled at him, then horror washed over her face and she jumped up.
And Kutuzov smiled in a way that seemed to say, You are quite at liberty not to believe me and I don't even care whether you do or not, but you have no grounds for telling me so.
She smiled up at Howie and kissed his cheek.
But this was only a momentary feeling and Count Rostopchin smiled disdainfully at himself.
Speranski smiled and, with an evident wish to prevent the conversation from taking an unpleasant course, told a story that had no connection with the previous conversation.
He smiled down at her wryly, his gaze taking in her torn and dirty clothes.
His gaze lifted to hers and he smiled as he noted the rising color in her cheeks.