While he was meditating, Toussaint entered.,,The Emperor half rose in his stirrups. The lightning of victory flashed from his eyes.,On the morning of the twenty-fifth Pierre was leaving Mozhaysk. At the descent of the high steep hill, down which a winding road led out of the town past the cathedral on the right, where a service was being held and the bells were ringing, Pierre got out of his vehicle and proceeded on foot. Behind him a cavalry regiment was coming down the hill preceded by its singers. Coming up toward him was a train of carts carrying men who had been wounded in the engagement the day before. The peasant drivers, shouting and lashing their horses, kept crossing from side to side. The carts, in each of which three or four wounded soldiers were lying or sitting, jolted over the stones that had been thrown on the steep incline to make it something like a road. The wounded, bandaged with rags, with pale cheeks, compressed lips, and knitted brows, held on to the sides of the carts as they were jolted against one another. Almost all of them stared with naive, childlike curiosity at Pierre's white hat and green swallow-tail coat.;equal distance: and fine coloured windows of several works. On the household side, chambers of presence, and ordinary entertainments, with some bed-chambers; and let all three sides be a double house, without through lights, on the sides, that you may have rooms from the sun, both for forenoon, and afternoon. Cast it also, that you may have-rooms, born for summer, and winter. shady for summer, and warm for winter. .;

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"What is it? Who is it? What is it for?" he kept asking.."Karataev!" came to Pierre's mind.,,There was something indescribably calm, threatening, and hideous about this chamber. One felt that there existed in it the anticipation of something terrible.,Lily and James only made you Secret-Keeper because I suggested it, Black hissed, so venomously that Pettigrew took a step backward. I thought it was the perfect plana bluffVoldemort would be sure to come after me, would never dream they'd use a weak, talentless thing like youIt must have been the finest moment of your miserable life, telling Voldemort you could hand him the Potters. ..."I don't think so.,The actors of 1812 have long since left the stage, their personal interests have vanished leaving no trace, and nothing remains of that time but its historic results....

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,"Dear Natalie," said Princess Mary, "I want you to know that I am glad my brother has found happiness....",Now, pay attention, said Dumbledore, speaking very low, and very clearly. Sirius is locked in Professor Flitwick's office on the seventh floor. Thirteenth window from the right of the West Tower. If all goes well, you will be able to save more than one innocent life tonight. But remember this, both of you: you must not be seen. Miss Granger, you know the law you know what is at stakeYou must not be seen. ....Rostov stopped and, clenching his fists, suddenly and sternly turned on Alpatych....They gave him some more porridge and Morel with a laugh set to work on his third bowl. All the young soldiers smiled gaily as they watched him. The older men, who thought it undignified to amuse themselves with such nonsense, continued to lie at the opposite side of the fire, but one would occasionally raise himself on an elbow and glance at Morel with a smile.,inferiors; or in tender cases, where a man\'s eye, upon the countenance of him with ,Often, listening to the pilgrims' tales, she was so stimulated by their simple speech, mechanical to them but to her so full of deep meaning, that several times she was on the point of abandoning everything and running away from home. In imagination she already pictured herself by Theodosia's side, dressed in coarse rags, walking with a staff, a wallet on her back, along the dusty road, directing her wanderings from one saint's shrine to another, free from envy, earthly love, or desire, and reaching at last the place where there is no more sorrow or sighing, but eternal joy and bliss.,"Anything," said Gavroche.,In ten minutes the table was ready and a napkin spread on it. On the table were vodka, a flask of rum, white bread, roast mutton, and salt..;

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