Petya ought to have known that he was in a forest with Denisov's guerrilla band, less than a mile from the road, sitting on a wagon captured from the French beside which horses were tethered, that under it Likhachev was sitting sharpening a saber for him, that the big dark
blotch to the right was the watchman's hut, and the red
blotch below to the left was the dying embers of a campfire, that the man who had come for the cup was an hussar who wanted a drink; but he neither knew nor waited to know anything of all this.
He was on the point of stepping without to question the sentry, when his eyes, becoming accustomed to the dark, discovered a
blotch of lesser blackness near the base of the rear wall of the hut.
To make sure, I looked for his shadow, and there it was, a shapeless
blotch the girth of his body, (the sun was overhead), moving along the ground.
In the dense
blotch of light beneath the table, the kneeling figure looked like a priest engaged in some service of his church.
They seemed to have a general groundwork of blue, but here and there other colors glinted at times through the blue--gorgeous yellows, turning to pink, purple, orange and scarlet, mingled with more sober browns and grays--each appearing as a
blotch or stripe anywhere on a leaf and then disappearing, to be replaced by some other color of a different shape.
Her son turned to look at her as she reeled and swayed in the middle of the room, her fierce face convulsed with passion, her
blotched arms raised high in imprecation.
But in my face do I feel through thy hand, two spots and red
blotches itch!
Its back was corrugated and ornamented with ungainly bosses, and a greenish incrustation
blotched it here and there.
It was a very dark miserable place, very low and very damp: the walls disfigured by a thousand rents and
blotches. The water was trickling out of a leaky butt, and a most wretched cat was lapping up the drops with the sickly eagerness of starvation.
But Hetty objected to it because it had numerous dim
blotches sprinkled over the mirror, which no rubbing would remove, and because, instead of swinging backwards and forwards, it was fixed in an upright position, so that she could only get one good view of her head and neck, and that was to be had only by sitting down on a low chair before her dressing-table.
Blotches of green and crimson drifted across my eyes.
the face of the Scarecrow and many portions of his body bore great
blotches of putz-pomade; for the Tin Woodman, in his eagerness to welcome his friend, had quite forgotten the condition of his toilet and had rubbed the thick coating of paste from his own body to that of his comrade.