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!¡¡¡¡"Go, Natasha! I will call you," said the countess in a whisper., .¡¡¡¡There stood a tall man behind a grating, leaning against a stove, and holding up with both hands the tails of a vast topcoat, with three collars. His face was square, with a thin, firmmouth, thick, gray, and very ferocious whiskers, and a look that was enough to turn your pockets inside out.,¡¡¡¡"He's coming! He's coming!" shouted a Cossack standing at the gate.;¡¡¡¡Therefore, she did not know what name to give to what she now felt.!
¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡Z¡z,¡¡¡¡"I tell you that it is she.;.Well. Ain't this for shit?,¡¡¡¡From behind, where Karataev had been sitting, came the sound of a shot. Pierre heard it plainly, but at that moment he remembered that he had not yet finished reckoning up how many stages still remained to Smolensk- a calculation he had begun before the marshal went by. And he again started reckoning. Two French soldiers ran past Pierre, one of whom carried a lowered and smoking gun. They both looked pale, and in the expression on their faces- one of them glanced timidly at Pierre- there was something resembling what he had seen on the face of the young soldier at the execution. Pierre looked at the soldier and remembered that, two days before, that man had burned his shirt while drying it at the fire and how they had laughed at him.,¡¡¡¡Willarski was a married man with a family, busy with his family affairs, his wife's affairs, and his official duties. He regarded all these occupations as hindrances to life, and considered that they were all contemptible because their aim was the welfare of himself and his family. Military, administrative, political, and Masonic interests continually absorbed his attention. And Pierre, without trying to change the other's views and without condemning him, but with the quiet, joyful, and amused smile now habitual to him, was interested in this strange though very familiar phenomenon.;.
CHAPTER IX ,¡¡¡¡"Home? Why, you meant to spend the evening with us.... You don't often come nowadays as it is, and this girl of mine," said the count good-naturedly, pointing to Natasha, "only brightens up when you're here.",¡°Right,¡± said Ron, who looked extremely put out, ¡°this is getting stupid. Ginny, you can go with Harry, and I'll just -¡± .¡¡¡¡"Commit ourselves to God," Natasha inwardly repeated. "Lord God, I submit myself to Thy will!" she thought. "I want nothing, wish for nothing; teach me what to do and how to use my will! Take me, take me!" prayed Natasha, with impatient emotion in her heart, not crossing herself but letting her slender arms hang down as if expecting some invisible power at any moment to take her and deliver her from herself, from her regrets, desires, remorse, hopes, and sins.,¡¡¡¡Foy falls at Hougomont and rises again in the tribune. Thus does progress proceed.,BOOK NINE: 1812,,!
¡¡¡¡"Would you believe it?,...CHAPTER VII ,I find I am so excited I can barely sit still or hold a thought in my head. I think it is the excitement only a free man can feel, a free man at the start of a long journey whose conclusion is uncertain...,¡¡¡¡ Javert deposited Jean Valjean in the city prison.;,.
¡¡¡¡Wait!,¡¡¡¡This took place in the tap-room near Javert's post.,of the hapless cops posing with Andy's reeking uniform and the,¡¡¡¡It was a long time before she could sleep. She kept thinking that no one could understand all that she understood and all there was in her.,¡°He gave his own son to the dementors?¡± asked Harry quietly. ...¡¡¡¡The country seat at Bald Hills had been rebuilt, though not on the same scale as under the old prince.,,¡¡¡¡The tiniest worm is of importance; the great is little, the little is great; everything is balanced in necessity; alarming vision for the mind....
¡¡¡¡"If there's any wood to be split, I'm there!",,¡¡¡¡"Got it?" said Nicholas.!BOOK NINE: 1812,;¡¡¡¡"Adored friend of my soul!" he wrote. "Nothing but honor could keep me from returning to the country. But now, at the commencement of the campaign, I should feel dishonored, not only in my comrades' eyes but in my own, if I preferred my own happiness to my love and duty to the Fatherland. But this shall be our last separation. Believe me, directly the war is over, if I am still alive and still loved by you, I will throw up everything and fly to you, to press you forever to my ardent breast.";¡¡¡¡There was no address on one side, no seal on the other.!¡¡¡¡The Cossack raised his arm and a shot rang out. In an instant the tramp of horses galloping forward was heard, shouts came from various sides, and then more shots.,¡¡¡¡He smoked a big pipe. He wore a blouse, and under his blouse an old black coat..
¡¡¡¡This package was taken to the police station.,CHAPTER III .235 EXT -- PRISON YARD -- DAY (1953) 235, ,Hatred rose in Harry such as he had never known before; he flung himself out from behind the fountain and bellowed, ¡®Crucio!¡¯! .¡¡¡¡It was Gavroche upon his way through the Rue du Chaume.,¡¡¡¡Should he abandon his friends who were expecting him? Who were in need of him possibly! who were a mere handful against an army!...¡¡¡¡"That's so. But we must know what troops they are and their numbers," said Dolokhov. "It will be necessary to go there. We can't start the affair without knowing for certain how many there are. I like to work accurately. Here now- wouldn't one of these gentlemen like to ride over to the French camp with me? I have brought a spare uniform."!
¡¡¡¡This word was repeated in such accents that the lawyer turned round.,¡¡¡¡Jean Valjean had made no alterations in the furniture as it was the first day; he had merely had the glass door leading to Cosette's dressing-room replaced by a solid door.;¡¡¡¡8 guns. Brave, etc.,¡¡¡¡The Voltairians added, "Will Boulatruelle catch the devil, or will the devil catch Boulatruelle?".,¡¡¡¡To imagine a man perfectly free and not subject to the law of inevitability, we must imagine him all alone, beyond space, beyond time, and free from dependence on cause.;¡¡¡¡"A glass door? what do you expect us to do with a glass door, tubercle?".,And that's how it went for Andy. That was his routine. I do believe those first two years were the worst for him. And I also believe if things had gone on that way, this place would have got the best of him. But then, in the spring of 1949, the powers-that-be decided that....
,¡°Anuzzer what, precisely?¡± said Madame Maxime, her tone icy. ;CHAPTER III ,¡¡¡¡At times, Courfeyrac folded his arms, assumed a serious air, and said to Marius:--...,¡¡¡¡"It is he."!
...THE BATTER,¡¡¡¡To Boris, Julie was particularly gracious: she regretted his early disillusionment with life, offered him such consolation of friendship as she who had herself suffered so much could render, and showed him her album. Boris sketched two trees in the album and wrote: "Rustic trees, your dark branches shed gloom and melancholy upon me.";, ,¡¡¡¡"You do not belong in town, sir?" replied the bourgeois, who was an oldish man; "well, follow me.,¡¡¡¡EMBRYONIC FORMATION OF CRIMES IN THE INCUBATION OF PRISONS;
¡¡¡¡"I imagined all that. I am an old fool.",¡¡¡¡"Well, what's to be done if it cannot be avoided? What's to be done? Evidently it has to be so," said he to himself, and hastily undressing he got into bed, happy and agitated but free from hesitation or indecision.,!¡¡¡¡The hair-dresser had, naturally, spoken to the veteran of the riot, then of General Lamarque, and from Lamarque they had passed to the Emperor.,LastIndexNext;,¡¡¡¡The iron soldier is worth as much as the Iron Duke. As for us, all our glorification goes to the English soldier, to the English army, to the English people.,¡¡¡¡All night long troops were moving past the inn. Next morning Alpatych donned a jacket he wore only in town and went out on business. It was a sunny morning and by eight o'clock it was already hot. "A good day for harvesting," thought Alpatych.,¡¡¡¡"Why, you know perfectly well, I'm the concierge; my name is Mother Veuvain."...¡¡¡¡"You are perfectly at liberty to treat me with respect or not," protested Balashev, "but permit me to observe that I have the honor to be adjutant general to His Majesty...."...
!,,!¡¡¡¡"So you have a hole in your stomach?" began Laigle again.,¡¡¡¡"There, how that devil hits out! He's made my face all bloody," said he in a frightened whisper when the sergeant major had passed on.;...
¡¡¡¡Cossacks were crowding about a hut, busy with something. From the midst of that crowd terrible screams arose. Petya galloped up, and the first thing he saw was the pale face and trembling jaw of a Frenchman, clutching the handle of a lance that had been aimed at him.;¡¡¡¡"I only came in to look and did not notice... forgive me...",¡¡¡¡"Yes. Savelich says I must!",BOOK NINE: 1812,¡¡¡¡M. Leblanc had written the whole of this..¡¡¡¡Now, when has horror ever excluded study?,¡¡¡¡Sometimes it occurred to Natasha that he not wish to see her, and this conjecture was confirmed by the sad tone in which her elders spoke of him..
¡¡¡¡"Your Emperor's orders are obeyed in your army, but here," said Davout, "you must do as you're told.".,,is the shallow gasping and panting of post-coitus. We hear,¡¡¡¡The messenger himself was a very clever member of the police, who, in two words, informed Javert of what had taken place at Arras. The order of arrest, signed by the district-attorney, was couched in these words:.¡¡¡¡Eponine made a final effort.,¡®You do not seek to kill me, Dumbledore?¡¯ called Voldemort, his scarlet eyes narrowed over the top of the shield. ¡®Above such brutality, are you?¡¯!,¡¡¡¡In the meanwhile, the very old woman whom he had encountered at the corner of the Rue du Petit-Banquier hastened up behind him, uttering clamorous cries and indulging in lavish and exaggerated gestures..
least little shred of doubt. I have to know if you what you told!¡¡¡¡All were silent. On this fact relating to the Emperor personally, it was impossible to pass any judgment..¡¡¡¡Was she expecting a visitor?,¡¡¡¡This without reckoning in the pains of the heart. And so it goes on..! .
¡¡¡¡On her way to supper Natasha passed him.,¡¡¡¡We are forced to fall back on fatalism as an explanation of irrational events (that is to say, events the reasonableness of which we do not understand). The more we try to explain such events in history reasonably, the more unreasonable and incomprehensible do they become to us.,¡¡¡¡All stood aside.,¡¡¡¡"For my part, I shall not return.".¡®Are you OK?¡¯ he yelled, as another spell soared inches over their heads.,? Leo Tolstoy,BOOK FIFTEEN: 1812 - 13,¡¡¡¡"Robber!... Ungrateful wretch!... I'll hack the dog to pieces! I'm not my father!... Robbing us!..." and so on....¡¡¡¡M. Gillenormand would have liked to have Marius throw himself into his arms.,¡¡¡¡Then, bending down to the ear of his eldest daughter, while the two visitors were engaged in examining this lamentable interior, he added in a low and rapid voice:--,¡¡¡¡THE BARREL OF POWDER;
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¡¡¡¡The princess too had prepared provisions for Pierre's journey.,¡®How's things?¡¯ Hagrid asked him, as they settled down at his wooden table with a glass apiece of iced juice. ¡®Yeh¡ªer¡ªfeelin¡¯ all righ', are yeh?¡¯ !¡¡¡¡A man's whole strength is required to successfully carry out these singular ascents.,¡¡¡¡Cosette was still too young to escape the penetrating influence of that April joy which bore so strong a resemblance to herself. Insensibly, and without her suspecting the fact, the blackness departed from her spirit.,¡¡¡¡The wattle wall the men had brought was set up in a semicircle by the Eighth Company as a shelter from the north, propped up by musket rests, and a campfire was built before it. They beat the tattoo, called the roll, had supper, and settled down round the fires for the night- some repairing their footgear, some smoking pipes, and some stripping themselves naked to steam the lice out of their shirts. ;¡¡¡¡ TO WIT, THE PLAN OF PARIS IN 1727,,¡¡¡¡Cosette, who only understood in a very confused manner, redoubled her caresses, as though she desired to pay Marius' debt.;
,If he be inferior, if he be to be commended, you much more; if he be superior, if ,¡¡¡¡"I? What a question! I am going because... well, because everyone is going: and besides- I am not Joan of Arc or an Amazon.",¡¡¡¡Last of all, an inexplicable circumstance which had just attracted his attention, and from which he had not yet recovered, had added to his state of alarm.;¡¡¡¡"At my house.",¡¡¡¡We need only confess that we do not know the purpose of the European convulsions and that we know only the facts- that is, the murders, first in France, then in Italy, in Africa, in Prussia, in Austria, in Spain, and in Russia- and that the movements from the west to the east and from the east to the west form the essence and purpose of these events, and not only shall we have no need to see exceptional ability and genius in Napoleon and Alexander, but we shall be unable to consider them to be anything but like other men, and we shall not be obliged to have recourse to chance for an explanation of those small events which made these people what they were, but it will be clear that all those small events were inevitable....,¡¡¡¡You shall see that I know more about it than you do.!
¡¡¡¡A courier who galloped to the castle in advance, in a troyka with three foam-flecked horses, shouted "Coming!" and Konovnitsyn rushed into the vestibule to inform Kutuzov, who was waiting in the hall porter's little lodge.,¡¡¡¡Again Princess Mary tried to catch someone's eye, but not a single eye in the crowd was turned to her; evidently they were all trying to avoid her look. She felt strange and awkward....¡¡¡¡None the less did the old legitimist parties assail the Revolution of 1830 with all the vehemence which arises from false reasoning. Errors make excellent projectiles.,¡¡¡¡"I?" said the soldier, "ah! not to amount to anything..Secrecy in suits is a great mean of obtaining; for voicing them, to be in forwardness, may discourage some kind of suitors; but doth quicken and awake others. But timing of the suit is the principal. Timing, I say, not only in respect of the person that should grant it, but in respect of those which are like to cross it Let a man, in the choice of his mean, rather choose the fittest mean, man the greatest mean: and rather them, that deal in certain things, than those that are general. The reparation of a denial is sometimes equal to the first grant; if a man show himself neither dejected, nor discontented. Imqwsmpetas, utaeqwmferas; is a good rule, where a man haul strength of favour: but otherwise, a man were better rise in his suit; for he that would have ventured at first to have lost the suitor, will not in the conclusion lose both the suitor, and his own former favour. Nothing is thought so basic a request, to a great person, as his letter; and yet, if it be not in a good cause, it is so much out of his reputation. There are no worse instruments, than these general contrivers of suits; for they are but a kind of poison and infection to public proceedings.,¡¡¡¡Natasha looked at the fat actress, but neither saw nor heard nor understood anything of what went on before her. She only felt herself again completely borne away into this strange senseless world- so remote from her old world- a world in which it was impossible to know what was good or bad, reasonable or senseless. Behind her sat Anatole, and conscious of his proximity she experienced a frightened sense of expectancy.,¡¡¡¡So that it was the house which demolished the coppersmith.,¡¡¡¡And was he very sure that this nightmare had actually existed?!
¡¡¡¡"And do you remember how we rolled hard-boiled eggs in the ballroom, and suddenly two old women began spinning round on the carpet? Was that real or not? Do you remember what fun it was?",¡¡¡¡Prince Andrew looked at the laughing Speranski with astonishment, regret, and disillusionment. It seemed to him that this was not Speranski but someone else. Everything that had formerly appeared mysterious and fascinating in Speranski suddenly became plain and unattractive.,,¡¡¡¡It seemed to him that he might commit himself to that silent little street.,,¡¡¡¡And then, without stirring, without even moving her head, she began to stare all about her with wide-open eyes and a joyous air, and she said nothing more.,, ,¡¡¡¡There were no longer either arbors, or bowling greens, or tunnels, or grottos; there was a magnificent, dishevelled obscurity falling like a veil over all.!¡¡¡¡A NEST FOR OWL AND A WARBLER...LastIndexNext...
¡¡¡¡Princess Mary was sitting helpless and bewildered in the large sitting room, when Rostov was shown in. She could not grasp who he was and why he had come, or what was happening to her. When she saw his Russian face, and by his walk and the first words he uttered recognized him as a man of her own class, she glanced at him with her deep radiant look and began speaking in a voice that faltered and trembled with emotion. This meeting immediately struck Rostov as a romantic event. "A helpless girl overwhelmed with grief, left to the mercy of coarse, rioting peasants! And what a strange fate sent me here! What gentleness and nobility there are in her features and expression!" thought he as he looked at her and listened to her timid story.,CHAPTER XIX .,. ,¡¡¡¡On being left alone with his wife, Jondrette began to pace the room again, and made the tour of it two or three times in silence. Then he spent several minutes in tucking the lower part of the woman's chemise which he wore into his trousers.,He looked down at Wormtail, who continued to sob. !
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,¡¡¡¡This meant two stockings, which by a secret process known only to herself Anna Makarovna used to knit at the same time on the same needles, and which, when they were ready, she always triumphantly drew, one out of the other, in the children's presence. ;¡¡¡¡Pierre looked again at the companion's pale, delicate face with its black eyes and peculiar mouth, and something near to him, long forgotten and more than sweet, looked at him from those attentive eyes....walls performing all manner of public service. Cutting pulpwood,, .¡¡¡¡Balashev looked around him, awaiting the arrival of an officer from the village. The Russian Cossacks and bugler and the French hussars looked silently at one another from time to time.,¡¡¡¡Now, the coffer was too small to contain a body; therefore it contained money..CHAPTER I .
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¡¡¡¡The case was evidently this: a position was selected along the river Kolocha- which crosses the highroad not at a right angle but at an acute angle- so that the left flank was at Shevardino, the right flank near the village of Novoe, and the center at Borodino at the confluence of the rivers Kolocha and Voyna.,¡¡¡¡The invisible police of the insurrection were on the watch everywhere, and maintained order, that is to say, night....He starts laughing all over again, fit to split.,¡°Hurry!¡± ,¡¡¡¡He had come to a desperate decision....¡¡¡¡I will soon be back.",Le doux mois d'avril au beau mois de mai.,¡¡¡¡"Oh, my dear general!" Murat again interrupted him, "with all my heart I wish the Emperors may arrange the affair between them, and that the war begun by no wish of mine may finish as quickly as possible!" said he, in the tone of a servant who wants to remain good friends with another despite a quarrel between their masters.!
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¡¡¡¡When halfway home Nicholas handed the reins to the coachman and ran for a moment to Natasha's sleigh and stood on its wing., ,...¡¡¡¡This took place in Cosette's chamber....¡¡¡¡This oddity had attracted customers to his shop, and brought him young men, who said to each other:,,¡¡¡¡"Well?"!
¡¡¡¡I had the honor to write to you and to tell it to you....¡¡¡¡She imbued herself thoroughly with every word of the manuscript: "Oh yes!" said she, "how perfectly I recognize all that!,,,¡¡¡¡The aim of cutting off Napoleon and his army never existed except in the imaginations of a dozen people. It could not exist because it was senseless and unattainable.!¡¡¡¡"Badly.,¡¡¡¡The forces of the gloom know each other, and are strangely balanced by each other....
;¡¡¡¡"He is warming himself there by the bonfire. Ho, Vesenya! Vesenya!- Vesenny!" laughing voices were heard calling to one another in the darkness.,¡¡¡¡Nicholas was spending the last of his leave at home. A fourth letter had come from Prince Andrew, from Rome, in which he wrote that he would have been on his way back to Russia long ago had not his wound unexpectedly reopened in the warm climate, which obliged him to defer his return till the beginning of the new year. Natasha was still as much in love with her betrothed, found the same comfort in that love, and was still as ready to throw herself into all the pleasures of life as before; but at the end of the fourth month of their separation she began to have fits of depression which she could not master. She felt sorry for herself: sorry that she was being wasted all this time and of no use to anyone- while she felt herself so capable of loving and being loved.!¡¡¡¡Nicholas did not go to Moscow, and the countess did not renew the conversation with him about marriage. She saw with sorrow, and sometimes with exasperation, symptoms of a growing attachment between her son and the portionless Sonya. Though she blamed herself for it, she could not refrain from grumbling at and worrying Sonya, often pulling her up without reason, addressing her stiffly as "my dear," and using the formal "you" instead of the intimate "thou" in speaking to her. The kindhearted countess was the more vexed with Sonya because that poor, dark-eyed niece of hers was so meek, so kind, so devotedly grateful to her benefactors, and so faithfully, unchangingly, and unselfishly in love with Nicholas, that there were no grounds for finding fault with her..¡¡¡¡Seven wagons were driving in a file along the road.!!