1
The little peddler, assigning himself a lower place, rode behind on a pack-mule.
2
The little peddler went on, treading wearily.
3
Jean-Christophe, with the cruel carelessness of childhood, shared the contempt of his father and grandfather for the little peddler.
4
But he contrived to escape, and he preferred the society of the little peddler and his friends to any other.
5
He just attacked a poor little peddler who was trying to sell a few things from a stand here in the corner.
6
The little peddler, the silent watcher at the door, came forward, hopping along as usual, but with malignant triumph in his face.
7
Then a short silence fell between the two men, during which the eyes of Bordine examined the face of the queer little peddler keenly.
8
A hue and cry was raised, but the little peddler had disappeared as completely as if the earth had opened up and swallowed him.
9
"I have seen the little peddler," asserted Matt.
10
The little peddlers who come up here with herbs, and spices, and the ingredients for curry, might be bribed to sell Hossein poisoned goods.
11
"But, Dad, I couldn't stand by and see that fellow abuse a poor little peddler like that," answered the son.