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¡¡¡¡The old woman saw him fumble in his pocket and draw thence a case, scissors, and thread; then he began to rip the lining of one of the skirts of his coat, and from the opening he took a bit of yellowish paper, which he unfolded. The old woman recognized, with terror, the fact that it was a bank-bill for a thousand francs.!¡¡¡¡"Idiot!" she screamed at her brother and, running to a chair, threw herself on it, sobbing so violently that she could not stop for a long time....¡¡¡¡After supper Nicholas, having undressed in his study and given instructions to the steward who had been waiting for him, went to the bedroom in his dressing gown, where he found his wife still at her table, writing..into unknown hands.,¡¡¡¡"There! There! Women's fuss! Women, women!" said Alpatych, puffing and speaking rapidly just as the prince did, and he climbed into the trap....¡¡¡¡The facts which we are about to relate belong to that dramatic and living reality, which the historian sometimes neglects for lack of time and space.,¡¡¡¡"No.".¡¡¡¡Marius took the pistols and put them in the side pocket of his coat.;
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¡¡¡¡Children have their morning song as well as birds.,¡¡¡¡"I shan't believe anyone, I know she doesn't like me," replied Natasha boldly as she took the letter, and her face expressed a cold and angry resolution that caused Marya Dmitrievna to look at her more intently and to frown.,¡¡¡¡It was a gay and brilliant fete. Connoisseurs of such matters declared that rarely had so many beautiful women been assembled in one place. Countess Bezukhova was present among other Russian ladies who had followed the sovereign from Petersburg to Vilna and eclipsed the refined Polish ladies by her massive, so called Russian type of beauty. The Emperor noticed her and honored her with a dance.,¡¡¡¡"Tierce, quarte, break," the printer who says:,¡¡¡¡There is no one who has not noticed it in his own case--the soul,-- and therein lies the marvel of its unity complicated with ubiquity, has a strange aptitude for reasoning almost coldly in the most violent extremities, and it often happens that heartbroken passion and profound despair in the very agony of their blackest monologues, treat subjects and discuss theses....¡¡¡¡Elsewhere prisoners slept in the open air in the meadows, piled on top of each other....¡¡¡¡"I have not forgotten it, I am leaving it."... Find out more.
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CHAPTER XXII ,,¡¡¡¡Denisov did not reply; he rode up to Petya, dismounted, and with trembling hands turned toward himself the bloodstained, mud-bespattered face which had already gone white.,¡®You are not in a position to bargain, Potter,¡¯ said Lucius Malfoy, his pale face flushed with pleasure. ¡®You see, there are ten of us and only one of you ... or hasn't Dumbledore ever taught you how to count?¡¯;¡¡¡¡The count, laughing, nudged the blushing Sonya and pointed to her former adorer.,¡¡¡¡In every place where man is ignorant and despairing, in every place where woman is sold for bread, wherever the child suffers for lack of the book which should instruct him and of the hearth which should warm him, the book of Les Miserables knocks at the door and says:,¡¡¡¡"Rugay, Rugayushka! That's it, come on!" came a third voice just then, and "Uncle's" red borzoi, straining and curving its back, caught up with the two foremost borzois, pushed ahead of them regardless of the terrible strain, put on speed close to the hare, knocked it off the balk onto the ryefield, again put on speed still more viciously, sinking to his knees in the muddy field, and all one could see was how, muddying his back, he rolled over with the hare. A ring of borzois surrounded him. A moment later everyone had drawn up round the crowd of dogs. Only the delighted "Uncle" dismounted, and cut off a pad, shaking the hare for the blood to drip off, and anxiously glancing round with restless eyes while his arms and legs twitched. He spoke without himself knowing whom to or what about. "That's it, come on! That's a dog!... There, it has beaten them all, the thousand-ruble as well as the one-ruble borzois. That's it, come on!" said he, panting and looking wrathfully around as if he were abusing someone, as if they were all his enemies and had insulted him, and only now had he at last succeeded in justifying himself. "There are your thousand-ruble ones.... That's it, come on!...",¡¡¡¡If it had not rained in the night between the 17th and the 18th of June, 1815, the fate of Europe would have been different. A few drops of water, more or less, decided the downfall of Napoleon. All that Providence required in order to make Waterloo the end of Austerlitz was a little more rain, and a cloud traversing the sky out of season sufficed to make a world crumble.!Find out more.
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¡¡¡¡In order to do that it was necessary that the sun should come out and dry the soil. But the sun did not make its appearance.;,;¡¡¡¡When an apple has ripened and falls, why does it fall? Because of its attraction to the earth, because its stalk withers, because it is dried by the sun, because it grows heavier, because the wind shakes it, or because the boy standing below wants to eat it?,¡¡¡¡As Alpatych was driving out of the gate he saw some ten soldiers in Ferapontov's open shop, talking loudly and filling their bags and knapsacks with flour and sunflower seeds. Just then Ferapontov returned and entered his shop. On seeing the soldiers he was about to shout at them, but suddenly stopped and, clutching at his hair, burst into sobs and laughter:,...
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¡¡¡¡"Go and sleep somewhere else," cried Enjolras....¡¡¡¡He laid four louis on the table..¡¡¡¡Beside him rode an hussar, with a boy in a tattered French uniform and blue cap behind him on the crupper of his horse. The boy held on to the hussar with cold, red hands, and raising his eyebrows gazed about him with surprise. This was the French drummer boy captured that morning..¡¡¡¡"What?" asked Countess Mary, surprised..¡¡¡¡He is pushed into a meeting of the legislature. In alarm he wishes to flee, considering himself lost. He pretends to fall into a swoon and says senseless things that should have ruined him. But the once proud and shrewd rulers of France, feeling that their part is played out, are even more bewildered than he, and do not say the words they should have said to destroy him and retain their power.,¡¡¡¡"Good-by, my dear fellow.... His words are music, I never tire of hearing him!" said the old prince, keeping hold of the hand and offering his cheek to be kissed.,¡¡¡¡"But I don't in the least want to, Mamma."!
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¡¡¡¡It was time that Bulow should arrive, as will be seen.,...¡°Move!¡± Harry shouted at it. ¡°C'mon!¡± ,,...¡¡¡¡With Mademoiselle Bourienne's help the princess had maintained the conversation very well, but at the very last moment, just when he rose, she was so tired of talking of what did not interest her, and her mind was so full of the question why she alone was granted so little happiness in life, that in a fit of absent-mindedness she sat still, her luminous eyes gazing fixedly before her, not noticing that he had risen.!,;
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¡¡¡¡Many streets were empty at four o'clock in the morning.,,¡¡¡¡The count turned and saw on his right Mitka staring at him with eyes starting out of his head, raising his cap and pointing before him to the other side.,¡¡¡¡Take your letter.",¡¡¡¡She preferred an hour with him to all her rapturous tete-a-tetes with Catherine. He held her hand as they walked, and said sweet things to her.,¡¡¡¡The President transmitted the order to an usher, and, a moment later, the door of the witnesses' room opened.;