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!,...ˇˇˇˇ"Natasha, I have asked you not to speak of that. Let us talk about you.".ˇˇˇˇ"A pretty horse," remarked the hair-dresser.,ˇˇˇˇThe battle had, for Wellington, two bases of action, Hougomont and La Haie-Sainte; Hougomont still held out, but was on fire; La Haie-Sainte was taken.;
ˇˇˇˇNight had come. There were stars in the sky and the new moon shone out amid the smoke that screened it. On the sloping descent to the Dnieper Alpatych's cart and that of the innkeeper's wife, which were slowly moving amid the rows of soldiers and of other vehicles, had to stop. In a side street near the crossroads where the vehicles had stopped, a house and some shops were on fire. This fire was already burning itself out. The flames now died down and were lost in the black smoke, now suddenly flared up again brightly, lighting up with strange distinctness the faces of the people crowding at the crossroads. Black figures flitted about before the fire, and through the incessant crackling of the flames talking and shouting could be heard. Seeing that his trap would not be able to move on for some time, Alpatych got down and turned into the side street to look at the fire. Soldiers were continually rushing backwards and forwards near it, and he saw two of them and a man in a frieze coat dragging burning beams into another yard across the street, while others carried bundles of hay....RED!ˇˇˇˇHe was a bit of a mason, a bit of a gardener, something of a doctor; he bled a postilion who had tumbled from his horse; Louis Philippe no more went about without his lancet, than did Henri IV.,BOOK FOURTEEN: 1812,Anger is certainly a kind of baseness: as it appears well, in the weakness of those ,,ˇˇˇˇBut while Nicholas was considering these questions and still could reach no clear solution of what puzzled him so, the wheel of fortune in the service, as often happens, turned in his favor. After the affair at Ostrovna he was brought into notice, received command of an hussar battalion, and when a brave officer was needed he was chosen. ;ˇˇˇˇ"Why should we give up everything? We don't agree. Don't agree.... We are sorry for you, but we're not willing. Go away yourself, alone..." came from various sides of the crowd.;
CHAPTER IV ,ˇˇˇˇHis confidence having increased, he added:--;!ˇˇˇˇ"What a beauty- a very queen!" said the nurse as she came to the door. "And Sonya! They are lovely!",ˇˇˇˇTo have one's ear pulled by the Emperor was considered the greatest honor and mark of favor at the French court.,ˇˇˇˇHe did not know how to fall--so he never fell.",55 Of Honour & Reputation ;
CHAPTER XVII .ˇˇˇˇSome historians- those biographical and specialist historians already referred to- in their simplicity failing to understand the question of the meaning of power, seem to consider that the collective will of the people is unconditionally transferred to historical persons, and therefore when describing some single state they assume that particular power to be the one absolute and real power, and that any other force opposing this is not a power but a violation of power- mere violence.,;ˇˇˇˇHe left in order not to obstruct the commander in chief's undivided control of the army, and hoping that more decisive action would then be taken, but the command of the armies became still more confused and enfeebled. Bennigsen, the Tsarevich, and a swarm of adjutants general remained with the army to keep the commander in chief under observation and arouse his energy, and Barclay, feeling less free than ever under the observation of all these "eyes of the Emperor," became still more cautious of undertaking any decisive action and avoided giving battle.;ˇˇˇˇThis conflict of right and fact has been going on ever since the origin of society....CHAPTER XII ,ˇˇˇˇWhen she saw Natasha's fright, Sonya shed tears of shame and pity for her friend.;Degrees of honour in subjects are; first, paiHapes cwarwn; those upon whom princes do discharge the greatest weight of their affairs; their right hands, as we call them. ...
ˇˇˇˇ"The second hundred," replied the Cossack.!,ˇˇˇˇThere's not a woman round.",.ˇˇˇˇ"What is the matter with you?";ˇˇˇˇIll!".ˇˇˇˇAll these thoughts whirled through his brain.,ˇ°Good,ˇ± said Harry vaguely. ˇ°Well, I'm a lot further on than I was.ˇShut your eyes again, will you? I'm getting out.ˇ± ,...
ˇˇˇˇ*"Long live the king." ....!ˇˇˇˇPrincess Mary sighed deeply and thereby acknowledged the justice of Natasha's remark, but she did not express agreement in words..ˇˇˇˇThis noise retreated at times, and again drew near, with melancholy undulations.,.ˇˇˇˇ She made no movement of either surprise or of joy; she was joy itself. That simple question, "And Cosette?" was put with so profound a faith, with so much certainty, with such a complete absence of disquiet and of doubt, that he found not a word of reply. She continued:--,.
ˇˇˇˇTo whom could that abject use of "thou" be addressed?,;ˇˇˇˇIf she repeated her question, he responded with a smile.,ˇˇˇˇWe shall see further on that this man had, in fact, hired a chamber in that isolated quarter.!ˇˇˇˇIt's very naughty to cough and to disturb me. I want you to be well, because, in the first place, if you were not well, I should be very unhappy.,galleries, let there be three or four fine cupolas, in me length of it, placed at ,ˇˇˇˇBesides a feeling of aloofness from everybody Natasha was feeling a special estrangement from the members of her own family. All of them- her father, mother, and Sonya- were so near to her, so familiar, so commonplace, that all their words and feelings seemed an insult to the world in which she had been living of late, and she felt not merely indifferent to them but regarded them with hostility. She heard Dunyasha's words about Peter Ilynich and a misfortune, but did not grasp them..ˇˇˇˇ"Why are they leaving the town?" asked Alpatych.,ˇ°She's going with Seamus,ˇ± said Parvati, and the pair of them giggled harder than ever. !? Leo Tolstoy;
Winky swayed some more, staring blurrily at Harry. ,quifestmat (97) He that maketh haste to be rich shall not be innocent (Proverbs xxviii: ;make his wings shorter. I reckon to be costly, not them alone, which charge the purse, but which are wearisome and importune in suits. Ordinary followers ought to challenge no higher conditions, than countenance, recommendation, and protection from wrongs. ,ANDY,ˇˇˇˇthe drama was not only melancholy; it was also obscure....,...
CHAPTER XI ;ˇˇˇˇHe ordered his horse to be saddled and, leaving his regiment on the march, rode to his father's estate where he had been born and spent his childhood. Riding past the pond where there used always to be dozens of women chattering as they rinsed their linen or beat it with wooden beetles, Prince Andrew noticed that there was not a soul about and that the little washing wharf, torn from its place and half submerged, was floating on its side in the middle of the pond. He rode to the keeper's lodge. No one at the stone entrance gates of the drive and the door stood open. Grass had already begun to grow on the garden paths, and horses and calves were straying in the English park. Prince Andrew rode up to the hothouse; some of the glass panes were broken, and of the trees in tubs some were overturned and others dried up. He called for Taras the gardener, but no one replied. Having gone round the corner of the hothouse to the ornamental garden, he saw that the carved garden fence was broken and branches of the plum trees had been torn off with the fruit. An old peasant whom Prince Andrew in his childhood had often seen at the gate was sitting on a green garden seat, plaiting a bast shoe.,LastIndexNext,ˇˇˇˇA black sky rested on these dead streets, as though an immense winding-sheet were being outspread over this immense tomb.,ˇˇˇˇThis campaign consisted in a flight of the French during which they did all they could to destroy themselves. From the time they turned onto the Kaluga road to the day their leader fled from the army, none of the movements of the crowd had any sense. So one might have thought that regarding this period of the campaign the historians, who attributed the actions of the mass to the will of one man, would have found it impossible to make the story of the retreat fit their theory. But no! Mountains of books have been written by the historians about this campaign, and everywhere are described Napoleon's arrangements, the maneuvers, and his profound plans which guided the army, as well as the military genius shown by his marshals.!ˇˇˇˇCosette thought that this officer doubtless belonged to the regiment in barracks in the Rue de Babylone..ˇˇˇˇThe desperate route traversed Genappe, traversed Quatre-Bras, traversed Gosselies, traversed Frasnes, traversed Charleroi, traversed Thuin, and only halted at the frontier. Alas! and who, then, was fleeing in that manner?;
ˇˇˇˇOnly by separating the two sources of cognition, related to one another as form to content, do we get the mutually exclusive and separately incomprehensible conceptions of freedom and inevitability....ˇˇˇˇThat simple, modest, and therefore truly great, figure could not be cast in the false mold of a European hero- the supposed ruler of men- that history has invented.,ˇˇˇˇThe first six were singularly constructed....ˇˇˇˇ"It's awful! Oh, it's awful! awful!" Natasha suddenly cried, and again burst into sobs. "I shall die, waiting a year: it's impossible, it's awful!" She looked into her lover's face and saw in it a look of commiseration and perplexity.;(smiles).,ˇˇˇˇCosette sufficed for his happiness; the idea that he, perhaps, did not suffice for Cosette's happiness, that idea which had formerly been the cause of his fever and sleeplessness, did not even present itself to his mind. He was in a state of collapse from all his past sufferings, and he was fully entered on optimism.,ˇˇˇˇ"Mamma! Bolkonski has come!" she said. "Mamma, it is awful, it is unbearable! I don't want... to be tormented? What am I to do?..."...
,ˇˇˇˇThe frightful 18th of June lives again; the false monumental hillock disappears, the lion vanishes in air, the battle-field resumes its reality, lines of infantry undulate over the plain, furious gallops traverse the horizon; the frightened dreamer beholds the flash of sabres, the gleam of bayonets, the flare of bombs, the tremendous interchange of thunders; he hears, as it were, the death rattle in the depths of a tomb, the vague clamor of the battle phantom; those shadows are grenadiers, those lights are cuirassiers; that skeleton Napoleon, that other skeleton is Wellington; all this no longer exists, and yet it clashes together and combats still; and the ravines are empurpled, and the trees quiver, and there is fury even in the clouds and in the shadows; all those terrible heights, Hougomont, Mont-Saint-Jean, Frischemont, Papelotte, Plancenoit, appear confusedly crowned with whirlwinds of spectres engaged in exterminating each other.,LastIndexNext,? Leo Tolstoy,BROOKS,ˇˇˇˇ"Have you done this?" he said, pointing to some broken sealing wax and pens. "I loved you, but I have orders from Arakcheev and will kill the first of you who moves forward." Little Nicholas turned to look at Pierre but Pierre was no longer there. In his place was his father- Prince Andrew- and his father had neither shape nor form, but he existed, and when little Nicholas perceived him he grew faint with love: he felt himself powerless, limp, and formless. His father caressed and pitied him. But Uncle Nicholas came nearer and nearer to them. Terror seized young Nicholas and he awoke..;
ˇˇˇˇ"Come, come!" she said, not letting go of his arm. And they went to their rooms.,,Black's wand arm rose, but Lupin seized him around the wrist, gave him a warning took, then turned again to Pettigrew, his voice light and casual. ;ˇˇˇˇ"It's Javert.,ˇˇˇˇWoe to him whom it bears away as well as to him whom it strikes!...;ˇˇˇˇ"Who sent you at such an hour to get water in the forest?"!
Christ! Remember Brooks Hatlen?,ˇˇˇˇ"Nothing, nothing." She smiled at Pierre through her tears. "Good night! It is time for bed.".!!.ˇˇˇˇNatasha looked in the mirrors and could not distinguish her reflection from the others. All was blended into one brilliant procession. On entering the ballroom the regular hum of voices, footsteps, and greetings deafened Natasha, and the light and glitter dazzled her still more. The host and hostess, who had already been standing at the door for half an hour repeating the same words to the various arrivals, "Charme de vous voir,"* greeted the Rostovs and Peronskaya in the same manner. ,,ˇ°That was a really good lesson,ˇ± said Hermione as they entered the Great Hall. ˇ°I didn't know half the things Professor Grubbly-Plank told us about uni -ˇ± ;
ˇˇˇˇThe tragic mask of shadow seemed to bend vaguely over the child.;!ˇˇˇˇAnd she burst into sobs with the despairing vehemence with which people bewail disasters they feel they have themselves occasioned. Marya Dmitrievna was to speak again but Natasha cried out:.ˇˇˇˇBut Jondrette and his men would see him on the watch, the spot was lonely, they were stronger than he, they would devise means to seize him or to get him away, and the man whom Marius was anxious to save would be lost..,ˇˇˇˇTwo hours later the carts were standing in the courtyard of the Bogucharovo house. The peasants were briskly carrying out the proprietor's goods and packing them on the carts, and Dron, liberated at Princess Mary's wish from the cupboard where he had been confined, was standing in the yard directing the men.,CHAPTER XIX ,ˇˇˇˇThis flower-girl now offered her blossom to the soul....
ˇˇˇˇA poignant emotion clouded the joy of the disencumbered barricade.!;He walked lazily over to stand next to Harry, so that the eyes of the whole circle were upon the two of them. The snake continued to circle. ,ˇˇˇˇCosette joined in his laughter, all her lugubrious suppositions were allayed, and the next morning, as she was at breakfast with her father, she made merry over the sinister garden haunted by the shadows of iron chimney-pots.;;ˇˇˇˇWhile he was discussing this modest dinner, he had, twice or thrice, noticed in a confused way, Toussaint's stammering words as she said to him:.ˇˇˇˇAn Although-Because. A composite individuality, signifying revolution and signifying stability, in other terms, strengthening the present by the evident compatibility of the past with the future., ,ˇˇˇˇ"Help me!"...
ˇˇˇˇThree months had elapsed.,ˇˇˇˇThis is what people thought they had noticed:--,ˇˇˇˇMonsieur Pontmercy, love my darling child well.,ˇˇˇˇDo you recognize me at all?,ˇˇˇˇ"Well, what happened? What did he say? Natasha, how glad I am you're not angry with me! Tell me everything- the whole truth. What did he say?",ˇˇˇˇ"The king's heart is in the hands of the Lord.".
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ˇˇˇˇSilence ensued..ˇˇˇˇFour days before, sentinels of the Preobrazhensk regiment had stood in front of the house to which Balashev was conducted, and now two French grenadiers stood there in blue uniforms unfastened in front and with shaggy caps on their heads, and an escort of hussars and Uhlans and a brilliant suite of aides-de-camp, pages, and generals, who were waiting for Napoleon to come out, were standing at the porch, round his saddle horse and his Mameluke, Rustan. Napoleon received Balashev in the very house in Vilna from which Alexander had dispatched him on his mission. ,ˇˇˇˇThere was a coincidence between the taste for the toilet which had recently come to Cosette, and the habit of new clothes developed by that stranger which was very repugnant to Jean Valjean.!ˇˇˇˇDuring this act every time Natasha looked toward the stalls she saw Anatole Kuragin with an arm thrown across the back of his chair, staring at her. She was pleased to see that he was captivated by her and it did not occur to her that there was anything wrong in it.,ˇˇˇˇWHICH POSSIBLY PROVES BOULATRUELLE'S INTELLIGENCE,ˇˇˇˇ"You will be treated as is fitting," said he and, putting the packet in his pocket, left the shed..ˇˇˇˇWith the exception of the two or three streets, of which we shall presently speak, all was wall and solitude there.,ˇˇˇˇ"Yes, it is true.",BOOK EIGHT: 1811 - 12!
ˇˇˇˇThen she dropped the swaddled sword, which only half met her needs, and cast her eyes slowly round the room..ˇˇˇˇTo-day he exists in the state of tradition among ruffians and assassins.,,ˇ°Just go through it again, Harry,ˇ± said Hermione. ˇ°What did Mr. Crouch actually say?ˇ± ,ˇˇˇˇJulie was preparing to leave Moscow next day and was giving a farewell soiree.,ˇˇˇˇAll that had taken place since the morning, the appearance of the angel, her disappearance, what that creature had just said to him, a gleam of hope floating in an immense despair,-- this was what filled his brain confusedly.!ˇˇˇˇThe star Sirius might have entered the room, and he would not have been any more dazzled.. .ˇˇˇˇIn front of a landowner's house to the left of the road stood carriages, wagons, and crowds of orderlies and sentinels. The commander in chief was putting up there, but just when Pierre arrived he was not in and hardly any of the staff were there- they had gone to the church service. Pierre drove on toward Gorki.,ˇˇˇˇ"The dragoons!" The dragoons advanced at a walk, in silence, with their pistols in their holsters, their swords in their scabbards, their guns slung in their leather sockets, with an air of gloomy expectation.;
ˇˇˇˇAs he spoke, he seemed to be examining the other attentively, as though seeking to summon up his recollections. All at once, profiting by a moment when the new-comers were questioning the child with interest as to her injured hand, he passed near his wife, who lay in her bed with a stupid and dejected air, and said to her in a rapid but very low tone:--,ˇˇˇˇ"And where is your brother-in-law now, if I may ask?" he said.,ˇˇˇˇ"Though it was tete-a-tete," Anatole continued, "still I can't...",ˇˇˇˇPoor Cosette said nothing. As she had seated herself beside him and leaned her head against him, Jean Valjean had fancied that she was asleep.,Therefore, to speak of the abolishing of usury is idle. All states have ever had it, in one kind or rate, or other. So as that opinion must be sent to Utopia.,ˇˇˇˇIn the thirteenth century this Rue des Postes was inhabited by potters, and its real name is Rue des Pots.,ˇˇˇˇOnly to the old countess at night in bed could Natasha have told all she was feeling. She knew that Sonya with her severe and simple views would either not understand it at all or would be horrified at such a confession. So Natasha tried to solve what was torturing her by herself.,ˇˇˇˇHer first glance at Nicholas' face told her that he had only come to fulfill the demands of politeness, and she firmly resolved to maintain the tone in which he addressed her.!
,ˇˇˇˇIf we admit that human life can be ruled by reason, the possibility of life is destroyed....ˇˇˇˇ"Come," said the pedler, in a rage, "this won't do at all, let my horse be watered, and let that be the end of it!",ˇˇˇˇ"Certainly, sir; you see, the prefecture of to-day was the bishop's palace before the Revolution..ˇˇˇˇOne day she went quickly upstairs and found herself out of breath. Unconsciously she immediately invented a reason for going down, and then, testing her strength, ran upstairs again, observing the result.!ˇˇˇˇ"If Mary is already persuading me forgive, it means that I ought long ago to have punished him," he thought. And giving her no further reply, he began thinking of the glad vindictive moment when he would meet Kuragin who he knew was now in the army.,ˇˇˇˇ"Really, madam, it is not at all too long," said Mavra, crawling on her knees after her young lady.;
ˇˇˇˇ"Today- it was the same affair. Oh, Mary, don't remind me of it!" and again he flushed. "I give you my word of honor it shan't occur again, and let this always be a reminder to me," and he pointed to the broken ring.!ˇˇˇˇ"We must give air to the English army.";...,,ˇˇˇˇ"I will be here at six, and I will fetch you the sixty francs."!
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ˇˇˇˇIt was three o'clock in the morning. The footmen came in with sad and stern faces to change the candles, but no one noticed them..ˇˇˇˇAs soon as Leppich is ready, get together a crew of reliable and intelligent men for his car and send a courier to General Kutuzov to let him know. I have informed him of the matter.,ˇˇˇˇ"It is long since we had the pleasure..." began the countess, but Prince Andrew interrupted her by answering her intended question, obviously in haste to say what he had to.!ˇˇˇˇHe felt, even in the very roots of his hair, the immense reawakening of egotism, and the _I_ in this man's abyss howled., .ˇˇˇˇKutuzov did not understand what Europe, the balance of power, or Napoleon meant. He could not understand it. For the representative of the Russian people, after the enemy had been destroyed and Russia had been liberated and raised to the summit of her glory, there was nothing left to do as a Russian. Nothing remained for the representative of the national war but to die, and Kutuzov died. ...? Leo Tolstoy;
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;ˇˇˇˇAt dinner, at which champagne was drunk to the health of the new chevalier of St. George, Shinshin told them the town news, of the illness of the old Georgian princess, of Metivier's disappearance from Moscow, and of how some German fellow had been brought to Rostopchin and accused of being a French "spyer" (so Count Rostopchin had told the story), and how Rostopchin let him go and assured the people that he was "not a spire at all, but only an old German ruin."...FIRST EPILOGUE: 1813 - 20;ˇˇˇˇ"That is the Dutch ambassador, do you see? That gray-haired man," she said, indicating an old man with a profusion of silver-gray curly hair, who was surrounded by ladies laughing at something he said.,some places, but permissive: the answer is; mat it is better to mitigate usury by ,LastIndexNext.Sir? Restroom break sir?..
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.,,ˇˇˇˇThey're drunk!,ˇˇˇˇM. Gillenormand rang the bell.!.ˇˇˇˇHe went up to the map and speaking rapidly began proving that no eventuality could alter the efficiency of the Drissa camp, that everything had been foreseen, and that if the enemy were really going to outflank it, the enemy would inevitably be destroyed.,...ˇˇˇˇ"Oh my God! Why?" Nicholas cried in despair.!
.ˇˇˇˇAt the moment when Jean Valjean was meditating a turn to the left, in an effort to reach the street which he saw at the end of the lane, he perceived a sort of motionless, black statue at the corner of the lane and the street towards which he was on the point of directing his steps.,ˇˇˇˇUlm, Wagram, Jena, Friedland, died with them.,,ˇˇˇˇThis scoundrel, who is endowed with Herculean strength, found means to escape; but three or four days after his flight the police laid their hands on him once more, in Paris itself, at the very moment when he was entering one of those little vehicles which run between the capital and the village of Montfermeil (Seine-et-Oise). He is said to have profited by this interval of three or four days of liberty, to withdraw a considerable sum deposited by him with one of our leading bankers. This sum has been estimated at six or seven hundred thousand francs. If the indictment is to be trusted, he has hidden it in some place known to himself alone, and it has not been possible to lay hands on it.,ˇˇˇˇ Marius had reached the Halles.,BOOK FIRST.-WATERLOO,;
CHAPTER I ;Quand irons-nous dans la foret?;...CHAPTER VIII ,,A swishing noise and a second voice, which screeched the words to the night: ˇ°Avada Kedavra!ˇ± ,He pulls up his sweater, yanks out a large black book and a stack of files, lays them on the desk. He then grabs the real ledger and files, jams them down his pants and smoothes his sweater down. He picks up the bogus stack, crosses to Norton, and shoves everything in.,RED (V.O.);ˇ°You can't Disapparate on the Hogwarts grounds, haven't I told you enough times?ˇ± said Hermione. .