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...to reveal the bungalow, remote in a wooded area, the lovers' cries spilling into the night...,¡¡¡¡"Dunyasha, send Alpatych, or Dronushka, or somebody to me!" she said, "and tell Mademoiselle Bourienne not to come to me," she added, hearing Mademoiselle Bourienne's voice. "We must go at once, at once!" she said, appalled at the thought of being left in the hands of the French.;¡¡¡¡They all grew silent. The stars, as if knowing that no one was looking at them, began to disport themselves in the dark sky: now flaring up, now vanishing, now trembling, they were busy whispering something gladsome and mysterious to one another.,¡¡¡¡"I beg Monsieur le Cure to keep an eye on all that I leave behind me. He will be so good as to pay out of it the expenses of my trial, and of the funeral of the woman who died yesterday.,¡¡¡¡On the part of the selfish, the prejudices, shadows of costly education, appetite increasing through intoxication, a giddiness of prosperity which dulls, a fear of suffering which, in some, goes as far as an aversion for the suffering, an implacable satisfaction, the I so swollen that it bars the soul; on the side of the wretched covetousness, envy, hatred of seeing others enjoy, the profound impulses of the human beast towards assuaging its desires, hearts full of mist, sadness, need, fatality, impure and simple ignorance.,49 Of Suitors ,¡¡¡¡THE EMPEROR PUTS A QUESTION TO THE GUIDE LACOSTE...
¡¡¡¡"But you know, my dear boy, it's a pity you got excited! Mitenka has told me all about it.", ,¡¡¡¡From the time of his marriage Sonya had lived in his house. Before that, Nicholas had told his wife all that had passed between himself and Sonya, blaming himself and commending her. He had asked Princess Mary to be gentle and kind to his cousin. She thoroughly realized the wrong he had done Sonya, felt herself to blame toward her, and imagined that her wealth had influenced Nicholas' choice. She could not find fault with Sonya in any way and tried to be fond of her, but often felt ill-will toward her which she could not overcome..¡¡¡¡Specialist historians describing the campaign of 1813 or the restoration of the Bourbons plainly assert that these events were produced by the will of Alexander. But the universal historian Gervinus, refuting this opinion of the specialist historian, tries to prove that the campaign of 1813 and the restoration of the Bourbons were due to other things beside Alexander's will- such as the activity of Stein, Metternich, Madame de Stael, Talleyrand, Fichte Chateaubriand, and others. The historian evidently decomposes Alexander's power into the components: Talleyrand, Chateaubriand, and the rest- but the sum of the components, that is, the interactions of Chateaubriand, Talleyrand, Madame de Stael, and the others, evidently does not equal the resultant, namely the phenomenon of millions of Frenchmen submitting to the Bourbons. That Chateaubriand, Madame de Stael, and others spoke certain words to one another only affected their mutual relations but does not account for the submission of millions. And therefore to explain how from these relations of theirs the submission of millions of people resulted- that is, how component forces equal to one A gave a resultant equal to a thousand times A- the historian is again obliged to fall back on power- the force he had denied- and to recognize it as the resultant of the forces, that is, he has to admit an unexplained force acting on the resultant. And that is just what the universal historians do, and consequently they not only contradict the specialist historians but contradict themselves.,Percy had bustled over, rubbing his hands together and looking extremely pompous. ¡°Excellent! That's the whole point, you know - international magical cooperation!¡± ,¡¡¡¡"You are getting irregular in your habits, young man.".¡¡¡¡"My father, to whom I have told my plans, has made it an express condition of his consent that the wedding is not to take place for a year. And I wished to tell you of that," said Prince Andrew....
Harry saw the look of mingled fear and surprise on his godfather's wasted, once-handsome face as he fell through the ancient doorway and disappeared behind the veil, which fluttered for a moment as though in a high wind, then fell back into place.,? Leo Tolstoy,¡¡¡¡"Oh!" she exclaimed, "bring her to me!",¡¡¡¡And the officer gave them details of the Saltanov battle, which he had heard at the staff..LastIndexNext, ;¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡La mort est secourable et la mort est tranquille.,¡¡¡¡Marius saw the hole in the wall shining with a reddish glow which seemed bloody to him..
.LastIndexNext,¡¡¡¡That which had really undertaken the direction of the uprising was a sort of strange impetuosity which was in the air. The insurrection had abruptly built barricades with one hand, and with the other seized nearly all the posts of the garrison. In less than three hours, like a train of powder catching fire, the insurgents had invaded and occupied, on the right bank, the Arsenal, the Mayoralty of the Place Royale, the whole of the Marais, the Popincourt arms manufactory, la Galiote, the Chateau-d'Eau, and all the streets near the Halles; on the left bank, the barracks of the Veterans, Sainte-Pelagie, the Place Maubert, the powder magazine of the Deux-Moulins, and all the barriers. At five o'clock in the evening, they were masters of the Bastille, of the Lingerie, of the Blancs-Manteaux; their scouts had reached the Place des Victoires, and menaced the Bank, the Petits-Peres barracks, and the Post-Office. A third of Paris was in the hands of the rioters.!¡¡¡¡ Jean Valjean was not dead.,¡¡¡¡"Mamma, tell us what happened to you in the barn.",¡¡¡¡It was through it that, under the Empire and the Restoration, prisoners condemned to death re-entered Paris on the day of their execution....¡¡¡¡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.,Andy fights like hell, but is soon overpowered and forced to his knees. Bogs steps to Andy, pulls out an awl with a vicious eight-inch spike, gives him a good long look at it.,¡¡¡¡The recognition of the tobacco caused him to recognize the writing as well.!
...¡¡¡¡Dimmler began to play; Natasha went on tiptoe noiselessly to the table, took up a candle, carried it out, and returned, seating herself quietly in her former place. It was dark in the room especially where they were sitting on the sofa, but through the big windows the silvery light of the full moon fell on the floor. Dimmler had finished the piece but still sat softly running his fingers over the strings, evidently uncertain whether to stop or to play something else.!¡¡¡¡After a few words to Pierre about the awful roads from the Polish frontier, about people he had met in Switzerland who knew Pierre, and about M. Dessalles, whom he had brought from abroad to be his son's tutor, Prince Andrew again joined warmly in the conversation about Speranski which was still going on between the two old men.,¡¡¡¡Nevertheless, Jean Valjean blew out his candle.,¡¡¡¡Well! listen, infamous man!...¡¡¡¡"That's nice!,,¡¡¡¡At the beginning of winter Prince Nicholas Bolkonski and his daughter moved to Moscow. At that time enthusiasm for the Emperor Alexander's regime had weakened and a patriotic and anti-French tendency prevailed there, and this, together with his past and his intellect and his originality, at once made Prince Nicholas Bolkonski an object of particular respect to the Moscovites and the center of the Moscow opposition to the government.!
,¡¡¡¡When it is impossible to stretch the very elastic threads of historical ratiocination any farther, when actions are clearly contrary to all that humanity calls right or even just, the historians produce a saving conception of "greatness." "Greatness," it seems, excludes the standards of right and wrong. For the "great" man nothing is wrong, there is no atrocity for which a "great" man can be blamed.,¡¡¡¡The goal is reached. After the final war of 1815 Alexander possesses all possible power. How does he use it?.¡¡¡¡Is there, for example, anything stranger than that long and bloody protest of dealers in contraband salt, a legitimate chronic revolt, which, at the decisive moment, on the day of salvation, at the very hour of popular victory, espouses the throne, turns into chouannerie, and, from having been an insurrection against, becomes an uprising for, sombre masterpieces of ignorance!;¡¡¡¡Wellington, uneasy but impassive, was on horseback, and there remained the whole day in the same attitude, a little in advance of the old mill of Mont-Saint-Jean, which is still in existence, beneath an elm, which an Englishman, an enthusiastic vandal, purchased later on for two hundred francs, cut down, and carried off. Wellington was coldly heroic.;¡¡¡¡She sat down at the table and listened to the conversation between the elders and Nicholas, who had also come to the table. "My God, my God! The same faces, the same talk, Papa holding his cup and blowing in the same way!" thought Natasha, feeling with horror a sense of repulsion rising up in her for the whole household, because they were always the same.;
BOOK EIGHT: 1811 - 12,LastIndexNext,¡¡¡¡Virtues there dwelt side by side with talents. One of Louis Philippe's daughters, Marie d'Orleans, placed the name of her race among artists, as Charles d'Orleans had placed it among poets.,¡¡¡¡"Don't you see his air?";¡¡¡¡One would have pronounced them brothers, but they did not know each other's names. Great perils have this fine characteristic, that they bring to light the fraternity of strangers..¡¡¡¡Those who were on his track had evidently lost the scent, and Jean Valjean believed himself to be out of danger.,BOOK FOURTEEN: 1812,¡¡¡¡An attendant deferentially and quickly slipped before the ladies and opened the door of their box. The music sounded louder and through the door rows of brightly lit boxes in which ladies sat with bare arms and shoulders, and noisy stalls brilliant with uniforms, glittered before their eyes. A lady entering the next box shot a glance of feminine envy at Natasha. The curtain had not yet risen and the overture was being played. Natasha, smoothing her gown, went in with Sonya and sat down, scanning the brilliant tiers of boxes opposite. A sensation she had not experienced for a long time- that of hundreds of eyes looking at her bare arms and neck- suddenly affected her both agreeably and disagreeably and called up a whole crowd of memories, desires and emotions associated with that feeling....
¡¡¡¡"Karay, ulyulyu!..." he shouted, looking round for the old borzoi who was now his only hope. Karay, with all the strength age had left him, stretched himself to the utmost and, watching the wolf, galloped heavily aside to intercept it. But the quickness of the wolf's lope and the borzoi's slower pace made it plain that Karay had miscalculated. Nicholas could already see not far in front of him the wood where the wolf would certainly escape should she reach it. But, coming toward him, he saw hounds and a huntsman galloping almost straight at the wolf. There was still hope. A long, yellowish young borzoi, one Nicholas did not know, from another leash, rushed impetuously at the wolf from in front and almost knocked her over. But the wolf jumped up more quickly than anyone could have expected and, gnashing her teeth, flew at the yellowish borzoi, which, with a piercing yelp, fell with its head on the ground, bleeding from a gash in its side.,!¡¡¡¡ The life of the nations is not contained in the lives of a few men, for the connection between those men and the nations has not been found. The theory that this connection is based on the transference of the collective will of a people to certain historical personages is an hypothesis unconfirmed by the experience of history.,¡¡¡¡"Well, let's go," said Denisov, and rode all the way to the watchhouse in silence and frowning angrily.,¡¡¡¡As for the plain itself, let the reader picture to himself a vast undulating sweep of ground; each rise commands the next rise, and all the undulations mount towards Mont-Saint-Jean, and there end in the forest.!¡¡¡¡Marius recollected that he had but sixteen sous about him.,that he is most defective, and is most out of countenance in himself, that will the !¡¡¡¡"Why, no, he is charming.",¡¡¡¡What was taking place in Cosette's soul?.
¡¡¡¡This relation of the commander to those he commands is just what is called power. This relation consists in the following:.beauty only, to the enchanted palaces of the poets: who build them wilh small cost !¡¡¡¡Berg was satisfied and happy. The smile of pleasure never left his face. The party was very successful and quite like other parties he had seen. Everything was similar: the ladies' subtle talk, the cards, the general raising his voice at the card table, and the samovar and the tea cakes; only one thing was lacking that he had always seen at the evening parties he wished to imitate. They had not yet had a loud conversation among the men and a dispute about something important and clever. Now the general had begun such a discussion and so Berg drew Pierre to it.,¡¡¡¡The inconceivable is outlined a few paces distant from you with a spectral clearness. One beholds floating, either in space or in one's own brain, one knows not what vague and intangible thing, like the dreams of sleeping flowers.,,,,¡¡¡¡Accordingly, enormous efforts are made..
¡¡¡¡The count remembered the wolf he had let slip and his encounter with Daniel.,¡¡¡¡"What is it?" he asked, "who is there?",¡¡¡¡The impression produced by this first discharge was freezing. The attack had been rough, and of a nature to inspire reflection in the boldest.,against the Gods, bring forth (so runs the story) youngest sister to,¡¡¡¡Now, no death, that of the body as late as possible, that of the soul never,--this is what we desire..,;¡¡¡¡"Really!"...;
¡¡¡¡On the thirteenth of June a rather small, thoroughbred Arab horse was brought to Napoleon. He mounted it and rode at a gallop to one of the bridges over the Niemen, deafened continually by incessant and rapturous acclamations which he evidently endured only because it was impossible to forbid the soldiers to express their love of him by such shouting, but the shouting which accompanied him everywhere disturbed him and distracted him from the military cares that had occupied him from the time he joined the army. He rode across one of the swaying pontoon bridges to the farther side, turned sharply to the left, and galloped in the direction of Kovno, preceded by enraptured, mounted chasseurs of the Guard who, breathless with delight, galloped ahead to clear a path for him through the troops. On reaching the broad river Viliya, he stopped near a regiment of Polish Uhlans stationed by the river..¡¡¡¡As generally happens, Pierre did not feel the full effects of the physical privation and strain he had suffered as prisoner until after they were over. After his liberation he reached Orel, and on the third day there, when preparing to go to Kiev, he fell ill and was laid up for three months. He had what the doctors termed "bilious fever." But despite the fact that the doctors treated him, bled him, and gave him medicines to drink, he recovered..¡¡¡¡Divers reports were in circulation in the cortege.,¡¡¡¡"But what did you want?" cried Marya Dmitrievna, growing angry again. "Were you kept under lock and key? Who hindered his coming to the house? Why carry you off as if you were some gypsy singing girl?... Well, if he had carried you off... do you think they wouldn't have found him? Your father, or brother, or your betrothed? And he's a scoundrel, a wretch- that's a fact!",,¡¡¡¡They shouted to it: "Revolution, why this king?",...¡¡¡¡"Hey?" said Gavroche, who had just closed his eyes..¡¡¡¡To sum up all, uprisings have been disastrous."!
¡¡¡¡"Yes," answered Vera, "I don't at all want that. We must live for society."!¡¡¡¡Dolokhov said that he and his companion were trying to overtake their regiment, and addressing the company in general asked whether they knew anything of the 6th Regiment. None of them knew anything, and Petya thought the officers were beginning to look at him and Dolokhov with hostility and suspicion. For some seconds all were silent.,But contrariwise in favour, to use men with much difference and election, is good; for it makelh the persons preferred more thankful, and the rest more officious; because all is of favour. It is good discretion, not to make too much of any man, at the first; because one cannot hold out that proportion. ,...¡¡¡¡What is going on here?,LastIndexNext!
¡¡¡¡Having found what she was looking for in the reticule she handed it to Natasha. It was a letter from Princess Mary..¡¡¡¡"Go your way and God be with you. I know your path is the path of honor!" He paused. "I missed you at Bucharest, but I needed someone to send." And changing the subject, Kutuzov began to speak of the Turkish war and the peace that had been concluded. "Yes, I have been much blamed," he said, "both for that war and the peace... but everything came at the right time. Tout vient a point a celui qui sait attendre.* And there were as many advisers there as here..." he went on, returning to the subject of "advisers" which evidently occupied him. "Ah, those advisers!" said he. "If we had listened to them all we should not have made peace with Turkey and should not have been through with that war. Everything in haste, but more haste, less speed. Kamenski would have been lost if he had not died. He stormed fortresses with thirty thousand men. It is not difficult to capture a fortress but it is difficult to win a campaign. For that, storming and attacking but patience and time are wanted. Kamenski sent soldiers to Rustchuk, but I only employed these two things and took more fortresses than Kamenski and made the but eat horseflesh!" He swayed his head. "And the French shall too, believe me," he went on, growing warmer and beating his chest, "I'll make them eat horseflesh!" And tears again dimmed his eyes. ,A BRUXELLE LE [Illegible] !¡¡¡¡"I? Wait a bit, wait.... Yes, first I thought that we are driving along and imagining that we are going home, but that heaven knows where we are really going in the darkness, and that we shall arrive and suddenly find that we are not in Otradnoe, but in Fairyland. And then I thought... No, nothing else.",¡¡¡¡There were many things Petya wanted to say to the drummer boy, but did not dare to. He stood irresolutely beside him in the passage. Then in the darkness he took the boy's hand and pressed it.,¡¡¡¡Natasha, who had long expected to be fetched to nurse her baby, now heard the nurse calling her and went to the nursery. Countess Mary followed her. The men went into the study and little Nicholas Bolkonski followed them unnoticed by his uncle and sat down at the writing table in a shady corner by the window.!LastIndexNext.
¡¡¡¡Though Pierre, Natasha, Nicholas, Countess Mary, and Denisov had much to talk about that they could not discuss before the old countess- not that anything was hidden from her, but because she had dropped so far behindhand in many things that had they begun to converse in her presence they would have had to answer inopportune questions and to repeat what they had already told her many times: that so-and-so was dead and so-and-so was married, which she would again be unable to remember- yet they sat at tea round the samovar in the drawing room from habit, and Pierre answered the countess' questions as to whether Prince Vasili had aged and whether Countess Mary Alexeevna had sent greetings and still thought of them, and other matters that interested no one and to which she herself was indifferent....CHAPTER III ,¡¡¡¡"I'll teach you to run into the yards!",¡¡¡¡"Oh! be easy on that score, Miss.",;that bullet...was to wonder how the hell Andy Dufresne ever got the!
¡¡¡¡One of the most valiant.,¡¡¡¡But before he reached them Pierre stopped beside a very handsome, dark man of middle height, and in a white uniform, who stood by a window talking to a tall man wearing stars and a ribbon. Natasha at once recognized the shorter and younger man in the white uniform: it was Bolkonski, who seemed to her to have grown much younger, happier, and better-looking.!¡¡¡¡Thanks to the Revolution, social conditions have changed. Feudal and monarchical maladies no longer run in our blood. There is no more of the Middle Ages in our constitution..¡¡¡¡"Vivarika! Vif-seruvaru! Sedyablyaka!" repeated the soldier, flourishing his arm and really catching the tune..¡¡¡¡Marius thought he had been mistaken, that it was an illusion added by his mind to the extraordinary realities which were clashing around him., ;¡¡¡¡"What a delicious garden that Luxembourg is!";
bedrock grinding against each other over a span of millennia...;¡¡¡¡And as usual when speaking of Pierre, she began to tell anecdotes of his absent-mindedness, some of which had even been invented about him.,¡¡¡¡Then with no less fear and delight they saw how the young count, red in the face and with bloodshot eyes, dragged Mitenka out by the scruff of the neck and applied his foot and knee to him behind with great agility at convenient moments between the words, shouting, "Be off! Never let me see your face here again, you villain!",¡¡¡¡"Come now!" said Gavroche, "why not?,¡¡¡¡"I did knock, Madame.",¡¡¡¡"How beautiful she is!,¡¡¡¡Thence sprang up a conversation between barber and soldier which Prudhomme, had he been present, would have enriched with arabesques, and which he would have entitled: "Dialogue between the razor and the sword.";
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¡¡¡¡That cold infantry remained impassive. The first rank knelt and received the cuirassiers on their bayonets, the second ranks shot them down; behind the second rank the cannoneers charged their guns, the front of the square parted, permitted the passage of an eruption of grape-shot, and closed again.;¡¡¡¡He had never been father, lover, husband, friend. In the prison he had been vicious, gloomy, chaste, ignorant, and shy.,,I know what you think it means. Me, I think it's a made-up word, a politician's word. A word so young fellas like you can wear a suit and tie and have a job. What do you really want to know? Am I sorry for what I did?,¡¡¡¡His health had to be bad for his place to be taken away and given to another. And in fact his health was poor.,¡¡¡¡It was just when the count's affairs had become so involved that it was impossible to say what would happen if he lived another year that he unexpectedly died....¡¡¡¡"I have only my cap to pin on.";
...¡¡¡¡Magnon was a sort of fashionable woman in the sphere of crime. She was careful about her toilet.;,¡¡¡¡M. Leblanc held his peace.,¡¡¡¡Boulevard de la Sante, at the seventh tree from the Rue Croulebarbe.;...¡¡¡¡This made a noise which afforded her company.!!? Leo Tolstoy;¡¡¡¡There existed in his victory a remnant of defiance and of combat.!
¡¡¡¡He had entered it on account of the Carpe horas, and had returned thither on account of the Carpes au gras., ,¡¡¡¡"Milashka, dear!" rose Nicholas' triumphant cry. It looked as if Milka would immediately pounce on the hare, but she overtook him and flew past. The hare had squatted. Again the beautiful Erza reached him, but when close to the hare's scut paused as if measuring the distance, so as not to make a mistake this time but seize his hind leg..¡¡¡¡"Do you know what I am thinking about?" she asked. "About Platon Karataev. Would he have approved of you now, do you think?",,CHAPTER XII ,¡¡¡¡It was the visage of a demon who has just found his damned soul..¡¡¡¡That is enough to make one shudder, I believe you! Just imagine, what if you were to see men enter your chamber at night and say:!
¡¡¡¡Jean Prouvaire. He was sought among the wounded, he was not there.,¡¡¡¡But besides this, even if, admitting the remaining minimum of freedom to equal zero, we assumed in some given case- as for instance in that of a dying man, an unborn babe, or an idiot- complete absence of freedom, by so doing we should destroy the very conception of man in the case we are examining, for as soon as there is no freedom there is also no man. And so the conception of the action of a man subject solely to the law of inevitability without any element of freedom is just as impossible as the conception of a man's completely free action.!...¡¡¡¡Unless seen through the garden gate it would have been difficult to guess that they lived in the Rue Plumet.,CHAPTER II ,¡¡¡¡And Pierre's soul was dimly but joyfully filled not by the story itself but by its mysterious significance: by the rapturous joy that lit up Karataev's face as he told it, and the mystic significance of that joy.,,¡¡¡¡When Gabriel came to inform her that the men who had come had run away again, she rose frowning, and clasping her hands behind her paced through the rooms a long time considering what she should do. Toward midnight she went to Natasha's room fingering the key in her pocket. Sonya was sitting sobbing in the corridor. "Marya Dmitrievna, for God's sake let me in to her!" she pleaded, but Marya Dmitrievna unlocked the door and went in without giving her an answer.... "Disgusting, abominable... In my house... horrid girl, hussy! I'm only sorry for her father!" thought she, trying to restrain her wrath. "Hard as it may be, I'll tell them all to hold their tongues and will hide it from the count." She entered the room with resolute steps. Natasha lying on the sofa, her head hidden in her hands, and she did not stir. She was in just the same position in which Marya Dmitrievna had left her.;
¡¡¡¡Waterloo is the hinge of the nineteenth century. The disappearance of the great man was necessary to the advent of the great century.,¡¡¡¡With stupid tranquillity he surveyed this peaceful and terrible apartment, where so many lives had been broken, which was soon to ring with his name, and which his fate was at that moment traversing.,LastIndexNext,¡¡¡¡The staircase has two stories; the English, besieged on the staircase, and massed on its upper steps, had cut off the lower steps.,¡¡¡¡He would have embraced her but, blushing, she stepped aside fearing to be rumpled.;¡¡¡¡Their theory, suitable for primitive and peaceful periods of history, has the inconvenience- in application to complex and stormy periods in the life of nations during which various powers arise simultaneously and struggle with one another- that a Legitimist historian will prove that the National Convention, the Directory, and Bonaparte were mere infringers of the true power, while a Republican and a Bonapartist will prove: the one that the Convention and the other that the Empire was the real power, and that all the others were violations of power. Evidently the explanations furnished by these historians being mutually contradictory can only satisfy young children....
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¡¡¡¡The insurgents' sentinel, who was guarding the other end, did not see him....¡¡¡¡*"He is charming; he has no sex." ...¡¡¡¡"I hear her! mon Dieu, I hear her!";¡¡¡¡With immense despair he faced all that he should be obliged to leave, all that he should be obliged to take up once more.,¡¡¡¡"Where to?" Pierre asked himself. "Where can I go now? Surely not to the Club or to pay calls?" All men seemed so pitiful, so poor, in comparison with this feeling of tenderness and love he experienced: in comparison with that softened, grateful, last look she had given him through her tears.,When men are frowardest and worst disposed, to incense them. Again, by gathering (as was touched before) all that you can find out, to aggravate the contempt And the two remedies are by the contraries. The former, to take good times, when first to relate to a man an angry business: for the first impression is much. And the other is, to sever, as much as may be, me construction of the injury from the point of contempt: imputing it to misunderstanding, fear, passion, or what you will.,¡¡¡¡"I only said that it would be more to the purpose to make sacrifices when we know what is needed!" said he, trying to be heard above the other voices.,BOOK FIFTEEN: 1812 - 13,¡¡¡¡These men began to talk in a low voice.!
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!¡¡¡¡"Did you promise to marry her?",¡¡¡¡It was absurd, but irresistible.!¡¡¡¡A number of batteries lay unhorsed. These facts are attested by Siborne; and Pringle, exaggerating the disaster, goes so far as to say that the Anglo-Dutch army was reduced to thirty-four thousand men.;¡¡¡¡Continued abstention from speech, and constant avoidance of everything that might lead up to the subject- this halting on all sides at the boundary of what they might not mention- brought before their minds with still greater purity and clearness what they were both feeling.,¡¡¡¡Dessalles dropped his eyes.!
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¡¡¡¡"Because, my daughter.",! ,,... ,¡¡¡¡These encounters seemed to cause Boulatruelle a lively displeasure.;¡¡¡¡"We'll send the infantwy down by the swamps," Denisov continued. "They'll cweep up to the garden; you'll wide up fwom there with the Cossacks"- he pointed to a spot in the forest beyond the village- "and I with my hussars fwom here. And at the signal shot..."...phietsuper mr(151) He shall rain snares upon them (Psalms ix: 6). pocodi motto (111) !
combination, power, great counsel, then is the virtue of a judge seen, to make , ,...Civilized...strategic....,¡¡¡¡He alone- with his ideal of glory and grandeur developed in Italy and Egypt, his insane self-adulation, his boldness in crime and frankness in lying- he alone could justify what had to be done.,;
CHAPTER II ,¡¡¡¡Anatole consented and went to Moscow, where he put up at Pierre's house. Pierre received him unwillingly at first, but got used to him after a while, sometimes even accompanied him on his carousals, and gave him money under the guise of loans.. ...¡¡¡¡Enjolras ceased.,,.