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,? Leo Tolstoy,? Leo Tolstoy,? Leo Tolstoy,ĦĦĦĦThe hearse passed the Bastille, traversed the small bridge, and reached the esplanade of the bridge of Austerlitz.!ĦĦĦĦA conference took place confined to the magnates sitting at the table. The whole consultation passed more than quietly. After all the preceding noise the sound of their old voices saying one after another, "I agree," or for variety, "I too am of that opinion," and so on had even a mournful effect.!ĦĦĦĦAn instant later they were at the tavern door.;
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ĦĦĦĦThat God would not prevent the heart of the child from coming to him, and from remaining with him! Beloved by Cosette, he felt that he was healed, rested, appeased, loaded with benefits, recompensed, crowned.;ĦĦĦĦShe made no reply; she did not remove her eyes from the object which she seemed to see.,ĦĦĦĦThen he turned to M. Leblanc with a horrible look, and spit out these words:--!ĦĦĦĦWill she forever summon in vain to her assistance the lance of light of the ideal?!ĦĦĦĦAt this brrr! the downpour of rain, redoubled in its spite, became furious.,ĦĦĦĦBahorel exclaimed:--,ĦĦĦĦHe had obtained a corner in the Jardin des Plantes, with a good exposure, to make his trials with indigo "at his own expense.".ĦĦĦĦ*"Child of the Don." ,ĦĦĦĦNext day the old count called his son aside and, with an embarrassed smile, said to him:; Find out more.
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ĦĦĦĦAided by science, which comes from one man, and by the event, which comes from another, it is not greatly alarmed by these contradictions in the attitude of problems, which seem impossibilities to the vulgar herd. It is no less skilful at causing a solution to spring forth from the reconciliation of ideas, than a lesson from the reconciliation of facts, and we may expect anything from that mysterious power of progress, which brought the Orient and the Occident face to face one fine day, in the depths of a sepulchre, and made the imaums converse with Bonaparte in the interior of the Great Pyramid.,ĦĦĦĦWe were drawing back, he advanced!...ĦĦĦĦPrincess Mary with a gentle smile looked now at Pierre and now at Natasha. In the whole narrative she saw only Pierre and his goodness. Natasha, leaning on her elbow, the expression of her face constantly changing with the narrative, watched Pierre with an attention that never wandered- evidently herself experiencing all that he described. Not only her look, but her exclamations and the brief questions she put, showed Pierre that she understood just what he wished to convey. It was clear that she understood not only what he said but also what he wished to, but could not, express in words. The account Pierre gave of the incident with the child and the woman for protecting whom he was arrested was this: "It was an awful sight- children abandoned, some in the flames... One was snatched out before my eyes... and there were women who had their things snatched off and their earrings torn out..." he flushed and grew confused. "Then a patrol arrived and all the men- all those who were not looting, that is- were arrested, and I among them."...ĦĦĦĦShe would smile on me, she would say a word to me, would that do any harm to any one?!ĦĦĦĦChichagov, one of the most zealous "cutters-off" and "breakers-up," who had first wanted to effect a diversion in Greece and then in Warsaw but never wished to go where he was sent: Chichagov, noted for the boldness with which he spoke to the Emperor, and who considered Kutuzov to be under an obligation to him because when he was sent to make peace with Turkey in 1811 independently of Kutuzov, and found that peace had already been concluded, he admitted to the Emperor that the merit of securing that peace was really Kutuzov's; this Chichagov was the first to meet Kutuzov at the castle where the latter was to stay. In undress naval uniform, with a dirk, and holding his cap under his arm, he handed Kutuzov a garrison report and the keys of the town. The contemptuously respectful attitude of the younger men to the old man in his dotage was expressed in the highest degree by the behavior of Chichagov, who knew of the accusations that were being directed against Kutuzov.;...Find out more.
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,On the other side, heat and vivacity in age is an excellent composition ,FAST DOLLY with Norton striding up the hallway with Hadley.,ĦĦĦĦ"Oh!" she exclaimed, "bring her to me!",ĦĦĦĦ Ah! from suffering there is no other refuge. Julia said this was charming!ĦĦĦĦDuring one of these moments of awkward silence when Anatole's prominent eyes were gazing calmly and fixedly at her, Natasha, to break the silence, asked him how he liked Moscow. She asked the question and blushed. She felt all the time that by talking to him she was doing something improper. Anatole smiled as though to encourage her..,!What are you in for, Red?!
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to grieving but none to fearing. ducesbeS(l49) military leaders.,ĦĦĦĦTherefore, she did not know what name to give to what she now felt..ĦĦĦĦThe 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.,ĦĦĦĦThose in the barricade heard a low and rapid whisper, like the murmur of a priest who is despatching a prayer in haste. It was probably the commissary of police who was making the legal summons at the other end of the street.!ĦĦĦĦCosette on perceiving that her father was ill, had deserted the pavilion and again taken a fancy to the little lodging and the back courtyard. She passed nearly all her days beside Jean Valjean and read to him the books which he desired.,,ĦĦĦĦNatasha never remembered how she entered the drawing room. When she came in and saw him she paused. "Is it possible that this stranger has now become everything to me?" she asked herself, and immediately answered, "Yes, everything! He alone is now dearer to me than everything in the world." Prince Andrew came up to her with downcast eyes..
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ĦĦĦĦSometimes the old count would come up, kiss Prince Andrew, and ask his advice about Petya's education or Nicholas' service. The old countess sighed as she looked at them; Sonya was always getting frightened lest she should be in the way and tried to find excuses for leaving them alone, even when they did not wish it. When Prince Andrew spoke (he could tell a story very well), Natasha listened to him with pride; when she spoke she noticed with fear and joy that he gazed attentively and scrutinizingly at her. She asked herself in perplexity: "What does he look for in me? He is trying to discover something by looking at me! What if what he seeks in me is not there?" Sometimes she fell into one of the mad, merry moods characteristic of her, and then she particularly loved to hear and see how Prince Andrew laughed. He seldom laughed, but when he did he abandoned himself entirely to his laughter, and after such a laugh she always felt nearer to him. Natasha would have been completely happy if the thought of the separation awaiting her and drawing near had not terrified her, just as the mere thought of it made him turn pale and cold.,.BOOK FOURTH.--THE GORBEAU HOVEL!;,ĦĦĦĦ"There are two, an officer and a Cossack. But it is not presupposable that it is the lieutenant colonel himself," said the esaul, who was fond of using words the Cossacks did not know.,ĦĦĦĦ"What! not even a spring-cart? I am not hard to please, as you see.";
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ĦĦĦĦCosette had been beautiful for a tolerably long time before she became aware of it herself.,abeunt studia in mores (139) Studies pass into [i.e. go to form],BOOK FIFTH.--FOR A BLACK HUNT, A MUTE PACK ,,of science falsely so called (I Timothy vi: 20). dolervS modus (41) There is a limit ;ĦĦĦĦHullo, it's getting hot!",...ĦĦĦĦ"Oh, how good! How splendid!" said he to himself when a cleanly laid table was moved up to him with savory beef tea, or when he lay down for the night on a soft clean bed, or when he remembered that the French had gone and that his wife was no more. "Oh, how good, how splendid!"...ĦĦĦĦThe procession proceeded, with feverish slowness, from the house of the deceased, by way of the boulevards as far as the Bastille. It rained from time to time; the rain mattered nothing to that throng. Many incidents, the coffin borne round the Vendome column, stones thrown at the Duc de Fitz-James, who was seen on a balcony with his hat on his head, the Gallic cock torn from a popular flag and dragged in the mire, a policeman wounded with a blow from a sword at the Porte Saint-Martin, an officer of the 12th Light Infantry saying aloud:...ĦĦĦĦ"What difference does that make to me?!