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¡°Wouldn't put it past him,¡± Ron muttered. ,¡¡¡¡Cosette rose, slowly made the tour of the garden, walking on the grass drenched in dew, and saying to herself, through the species of melancholy somnambulism in which she was plunged: "Really, one needs wooden shoes for the garden at this hour. One takes cold.",,;¡¡¡¡And having kissed Denisov he ran out of the hut.,¡¡¡¡THINGS OF THE NIGHT;¡¡¡¡It is to this sentiment that I appeal at this decisive hour.,CHAPTER VI !
¡¡¡¡Who could ever have imagined anything like that sort of sepulchre in the midst of Paris!,¡¡¡¡Cosette rose, slowly made the tour of the garden, walking on the grass drenched in dew, and saying to herself, through the species of melancholy somnambulism in which she was plunged: "Really, one needs wooden shoes for the garden at this hour. One takes cold.";,¡¡¡¡Marius could make nothing out of it, as Jondrette stood between the picture and him; he only saw a coarse daub, and a sort of principal personage colored with the harsh crudity of foreign canvasses and screen paintings..¡¡¡¡The prisoner had listened to them, with that astounded face which was, according to the accusation, his principal means of defence; at the first, the gendarmes, his neighbors, had heard him mutter between his teeth:;!
¡¡¡¡Then he began to pace up and down the room, listened at the corridor, walked on again, then listened once more..120 TIGHT ON CHAIR 120,three ways to spend the taxpayer's hard-earned when it come to prisons..¡¡¡¡In the beginning, the nation asks nothing but repose; it thirsts for but one thing, peace; it has but one ambition, to be small.,¡¡¡¡Kutuzov raised his head and looked for a long while into the eyes of Count Tolstoy, who stood before him holding a silver salver on which lay a small object. Kutuzov seemed not to understand what was expected of him.,Wormtail was gasping and moaning with agony. Not until Harry felt Wormtail's anguished breath on his face did he realize that Wormtail was right in front of him. !
¡¡¡¡That was sure, efficacious, and free from danger.,Let it drown, Harry thought, his scar burning almost past endurance, please¡let it drown.¡ ,¡¡¡¡"You saw him?" urged Natasha, seizing her hand.,LastIndexNext,;¡¡¡¡His face again resumed its former stiff and cold expression. But the princess had caught a glimpse of the man she had known and loved, and it was to him that she now spoke.,¡¡¡¡The simplest things will become steep acclivities.;
? Victor Hugo.¡°Hello, Sirius,¡± said Harry when they had reached him. ,¡¡¡¡"Vive Henri Quatre! Vive ce roi valiant!" sang Morel, winking. "Ce diable a quatre..."* ,¡¡¡¡Let us return to 1830.,,¡¡¡¡Behold it ready to step upon the stage and to retort upon crime, and prepared for all the employments of the repertory of evil.,¡¡¡¡The action was begun furiously, with more fury, perhaps, than the Emperor would have wished, by the left wing of the French resting on Hougomont....
¡¡¡¡Natasha's looks, as everyone told her, had improved in the country, and that evening thanks to her agitation she was particularly pretty. She struck those who saw her by her fullness of life and beauty, combined with her indifference to everything about her. Her black eyes looked at the crowd without seeking anyone, and her delicate arm, bare to above the elbow, lay on the velvet edge of the box, while, evidently unconsciously, she opened and closed her hand in time to the music, crumpling her program. "Look, there's Alenina," said Sonya, "with her mother, isn't it?",¡¡¡¡As he passed one of these attics, Marius thought he perceived in the uninhabited cell the motionless heads of four men, vaguely lighted up by a remnant of daylight, falling through a dormer window,,,HEYWOOD,52 Of Ceremonies & Respects ,!BOOK NINE: 1812,¡¡¡¡We men fight and we respect the fair sex. We are not as they are in fine society, where there are lions who send chickens to camels.".
¡¡¡¡"I wanted to listen at the door, but I knew you would tell me."......¡¡¡¡From Orsha they fled farther along the road to Vilna, still playing at blindman's buff with the pursuing army. At the Berezina they again became disorganized, many were drowned and many surrendered, but those who got across the river fled farther. Their supreme chief donned a fur coat and, having seated himself in a sleigh, galloped on alone, abandoning his companions. The others who could do so drove away too, leaving those who could not to surrender or die. ,LastIndexNext,¡¡¡¡Balashev made no reply and bowed and bowed his head in silence.,¡¡¡¡Foolish is he who fears it!;¡¡¡¡Nicholas dismounted, and with Natasha and Petya, who had ridden up, stopped near the hounds, waiting to see how the matter would end. Out of the bushes came the huntsman who had been fighting and rode toward his young master, with the fox tied to his crupper. While still at a distance he took off his cap and tried to speak respectfully, but he was pale and breathless and his face was angry. One of his eyes was black, but he probably was not even aware of it.,¡¡¡¡In a wall near the arcade opens another arched door, of the time of Henry IV., permitting a glimpse of the trees of an orchard; beside this door, a manure-hole, some pickaxes, some shovels, some carts, an old well, with its flagstone and its iron reel, a chicken jumping, and a turkey spreading its tail, a chapel surmounted by a small bell-tower, a blossoming pear-tree trained in espalier against the wall of the chapel--behold the court, the conquest of which was one of Napoleon's dreams..¡¡¡¡Assuredly, if the tongue which a nation or a province has spoken is worthy of interest, the language which has been spoken by a misery is still more worthy of attention and study..
,¡¡¡¡TWO COMPLETE PORTRAITS,¡¡¡¡The horses were harnessed, and the travellers, summoned by the coachman, were hastily climbing the lofty iron ladder of the vehicle.,45 INT -- PRISON LAUNDRY -- DAY (1947) 45,¡°No one,¡± said Harry. !¡¡¡¡As a workman, it allows itself to be disdained; as a soldier, it allows itself to be flogged.,¡¡¡¡In the middle of a sober conversation begun by Ilagin about the year's harvest, Nicholas pointed to the red-spotted bitch.,,¡¡¡¡Ney, who came last, had been busying himself blowing up the walls of Smolensk which were in nobody's way, because despite the unfortunate plight of the French or because of it, they wished to punish the floor against which they had hurt themselves. Ney, who had had a corps of ten thousand men, reached Napoleon at Orsha with only one thousand men left, having abandoned all the rest and all his cannon, and having crossed the Dnieper at night by stealth at a wooded spot....
¡¡¡¡So much the worse for the exceptions!,Smells pretty damn bad, Warden! In fact, it smells just like shit.,¡¡¡¡Nicholas Rostov experienced this blissful condition to the full when, after 1807, he continued to serve in the Pavlograd regiment, in which he already commanded the squadron he had taken over from Denisov.,¡¡¡¡"Ah, Vesenny?" said a Cossack.,¡¡¡¡Seven years had passed. The storm-tossed sea of European history had subsided within its shores and seemed to have become calm. But the mysterious forces that move humanity (mysterious because the laws of their motion are unknown to us) continued to operate....¡¡¡¡So it was at Krasnoe, where they expected to find one of the three French columns and stumbled instead on Napoleon himself with sixteen thousand men. Despite all Kutuzov's efforts to avoid that ruinous encounter and to preserve his troops, the massacre of the broken mob of French soldiers by worn-out Russians continued at Krasnoe for three days., !
? Leo Tolstoy,,From now on, I send two letters a week instead of one.!to Red gazing out at the passing landscape....¡¡¡¡How horrified he would have been seven years before, when he first arrived from abroad, had he been told that there was no need for him to seek or plan anything, that his rut had long been shaped, eternally predetermined, and that wriggle as he might, he would be what all in his position were. He could not have believed it! Had he not at one time longed with all his heart to establish a republic in Russia; then himself to be a Napoleon; then to be a philosopher; and then a strategist and the conqueror of Napoleon? Had he not seen the possibility of, and passionately desired, the regeneration of the sinful human race, and his own progress to the highest degree of perfection? Had he not established schools and hospitals and liberated his serfs?,,¡¡¡¡She contented herself with plucking Jean Valjean by the skirt of his coat.,¡¡¡¡The old cove must be a Jew. I think the job's a good one."...¡¡¡¡Another had already overthrown Courfeyrac, who was shouting:...
¡¡¡¡Suddenly he seemed to remember; a scarcely perceptible smile flashed across his puffy face, and bowing low and respectfully he took the object that lay on the salver. It was the Order of St. George of the First Class.,¡¡¡¡There is nothing but the maternal instinct, that admirable intuition composed of the memories of the virgin and the experience of the woman, which knows how this half-light is to be created and of what it should consist....¡¡¡¡"Parbleu!" replied Thenardier.,¡¡¡¡"But, Prince," Dessalles began timidly, "the letter mentions Vitebsk...."...!,¡¡¡¡On these three considerations alone is based the conception of irresponsibility for crimes and the extenuating circumstances admitted by all legislative codes. The responsibility appears greater or less according to our greater or lesser knowledge of the circumstances in which the man was placed whose action is being judged, and according to the greater or lesser interval of time between the commission of the action and its investigation, and according to the greater or lesser understanding of the causes that led to the action. ,!,...
¡¡¡¡But the doctor interrupted him and moved toward his gig.,¡°Your mum doesn't read Witch Weekly, by any chance, does she, Ron?¡± she asked quietly. ,¡¡¡¡And Terenty would begin talking of the destruction of Moscow, and of the old count, and would stand for a long time holding the clothes and talking, or sometimes listening to Pierre's stories, and then would go out into the hall with a pleasant sense of intimacy with his master and affection for him...., ,cannot find an apt pretext If you would work any man, you must either know his nature, and fashions, and so lead him; or his ends, and so persuade him; or his weakness, and disadvantages, and so awe him; or those that have interest in him, and so govern him. ...!¡°What do they think they're doing, annoying senior Ministry members?¡± Percy hissed, watching Fred and George suspiciously. ¡°No respect¡¡± !¡¡¡¡We have the will, no work!.
,¡¡¡¡Only after she had reached home was Natasha able clearly to think over what had happened to her, and suddenly remembering Prince Andrew she was horrified, and at tea to which all had sat down after the opera, she gave a loud exclamation, flushed, and ran out of the room.,¡¡¡¡Monsieur le Baron, Jean Valjean did not rob M. Madeleine and Jean Valjean did not kill Javert."!,,,,Heywood unzips his pants, reaches inside. The others do likewise. The woman turns back and is greeted by the sight of a dozen men displaying their penises and smiling brightly. Her legs go wobbly and she sits heavily down on the dirt grade.;You get this in your eyes, it blinds you.,¡¡¡¡The hull had received no damage on the starboard, but some of the planks had been unnailed here and there, according to custom, to permit of air entering the hold.;
¡¡¡¡The more this field of motion spreads out before our eyes, the more evident are the laws of that movement. To discover and define those laws is the problem of history.,¡¡¡¡ Researches in slang mean discoveries at every step.,¡¡¡¡The first detail that struck the observer was, that the door could never have been anything but the door of a hovel, while the window, if it had been carved out of dressed stone instead of being in rough masonry, might have been the lattice of a lordly mansion.,¡¡¡¡So long as she had the houses or even the walls only on both sides of her path, she proceeded with tolerable boldness..¡¡¡¡"Well, wait for me a moment.......
¡¡¡¡During the first half of the journey- from Kremenchug to Kiev- all Rostov's thoughts, as is usual in such cases, were behind him, with the squadron; but when he had gone more than halfway he began to forget his three roans and Dozhoyveyko, his quartermaster, and to wonder anxiously how things would be at Otradnoe and what he would find there. Thoughts of home grew stronger the nearer he approached it- far stronger, as though this feeling of his was subject to the law by which the force of attraction is in inverse proportion to the square of the distance. At the last post station before Otradnoe he gave the driver a three-ruble tip, and on arriving he ran breathlessly, like a boy, up the steps of his home.,¡¡¡¡"Yes, Moscow will be surrendered! She will be our expiation!" shouted one man..,SMASH! Red turns back. Tommy's Coke has slipped from his hand, ; ,!
¡¡¡¡He turned his head, the street was deserted, there was not a soul in it, it was broad daylight, and yet he distinctly heard voices..¡¡¡¡"But you can't have understood me," said Princess Mary with a sad smile. "Why don't you want to go? I promise to house and feed you, while here the enemy would ruin you...",¡¡¡¡Do you know?,,,¡¡¡¡There 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.;
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There is a kind of followers likewise, which are dangerous, being indeed ,¡¡¡¡Balashev respectfully ventured to disagree with the French Emperor..¡¡¡¡The force which is mightier than man produced that day.,¡¡¡¡"And I was wishing for his death!" thought Princess Mary.! ... ;,¡¡¡¡Jean Valjean became quite tranquil once more; as for Cosette, she did not pay much attention to the question whether the chimney-pot was really in the direction of the shadow which she had seen, or thought she had seen, and whether the moon had been in the same spot in the sky.!,¡¡¡¡It meant solitude to him and liberty to her....¡¡¡¡Come!.
¡¡¡¡"I expect he has told you of his childish love for Natasha?"...¡¡¡¡A little further on, they are found still better expressed by the Rue Pirouette, which ran into the Rue Mondetour..¡¡¡¡The day had begun to dawn.,,,logic and rhetoric able to contend. AbeuntstucSa in mores. Nay, there is no stond ,¡¡¡¡"Where? I send them away and take a weceipt for them," shouted Denisov, suddenly flushing. "And I say boldly that I have not a single man's life on my conscience. Would it be difficult for you to send thirty or thwee hundwed men to town under escort, instead of staining- I speak bluntly- staining the honor of a soldier?"!
¡¡¡¡She had not yet beheld that doll close to.,¡¡¡¡He has at last been unmasked and arrested, thanks to the indefatigable zeal of the public prosecutor. He had for his concubine a woman of the town, who died of a shock at the moment of his arrest.!¡¡¡¡Frowning with vexation at the effort necessary to divest himself of his coat and trousers, the prince undressed, sat down heavily on the bed, and appeared to be meditating as he looked contemptuously at his withered yellow legs. He was not meditating, but only deferring the moment of making the effort to lift those legs up and turn over on the bed. "Ugh, how hard it is! Oh, that this toil might end and you would release me!" thought he. Pressing his lips together he made that effort for the twenty-thousandth time and lay down. But hardly had he done so before he felt the bed rocking backwards and forwards beneath him as if it were breathing heavily and jolting. This happened to him almost every night. He opened his eyes as they were closing.,¡¡¡¡When the old woman had taken her departure, he did up a hundred francs which he had in a cupboard, into a roll, and put it in his pocket. In spite of all the precautions which he took in this operation so that he might not be heard rattling silver, a hundred-sou piece escaped from his hands and rolled noisily on the floor.!¡¡¡¡Two officers were standing on the knoll, directing the men. On seeing these peasants, who were evidently still amused by the novelty of their position as soldiers, Pierre once more thought of the wounded men at Mozhaysk and understood what the soldier had meant when he said: "They want the whole nation to fall on them." The sight of these bearded peasants at work on the battlefield, with their queer, clumsy boots and perspiring necks, and their shirts opening from the left toward the middle, unfastened, exposing their sunburned collarbones, impressed Pierre more strongly with the solemnity and importance of the moment than anything he had yet seen or heard.,¡¡¡¡"The one who climbed the wall and carried you the rope.",We find Tommy on evening work detail, mopping the floors with,¡¡¡¡They recalled the popular ovation which had greeted the neutrality of the 53d of the Line in July, 1830.,...
LastIndexNext...¡®I shall explain everything,¡¯ repeated Dumbledore, ¡®when Harry is back at school.¡¯,...¡¡¡¡I'll stay here with the girl, and if she fails us--",¡¡¡¡Well, sign it U. F.",;¡¡¡¡"How can you ask why?" said Princess Mary. "The thought alone of what awaits...",¡¡¡¡And the Lark was a nickname.,¡¡¡¡To them the words of Miloradovich seem very interesting, and so do their surmises and the rewards this or that general received; but the question of those fifty thousand men who were left in hospitals and in graves does not even interest them, for it does not come within the range of their investigation..¡¡¡¡They were silent for a while.;
;¡¡¡¡While this was being given, Prince Andrew heard the whisper of a woman's voice and the rustle of a silk dress behind the door. Several times on glancing that way he noticed behind that door a plump, rosy, handsome woman in a pink dress with a lilac silk kerchief on her head, holding a dish and evidently awaiting the entrance of the commander in chief. Kutiizov's adjutant whispered to Prince Andrew that this was the wife of the priest whose home it was, and that she intended to offer his Serene Highness bread and salt. "Her husband has welcomed his Serene Highness with the cross at the church, and she intends to welcome him in the house.... She's very pretty," added the adjutant with a smile. At those words Kutuzov looked round. He was listening to the general's report- which consisted chiefly of a criticism of the position at Tsarevo-Zaymishche- as he had listened to Denisov, and seven years previously had listened to the discussion at the Austerlitz council of war. He evidently listened only because he had ears which, though there was a piece of tow in one of them, could not help hearing; but it was evident that nothing the general could say would surprise or even interest him, that he knew all that would be said beforehand, and heard it all only because he had to, as one has to listen to the chanting of a service of prayer. All that Denisov had said was clever and to the point. What the general was saying was even more clever and to the point, but it was evident that Kutuzov despised knowledge and cleverness, and knew of something else that would decide the matter- something independent of clever. ness and knowledge. Prince Andrew watched the commander in chief's face attentively, and the only expression he could see there was one of boredom, curiosity as to the meaning of the feminine whispering behind the door, and a desire to observe propriety. It was evident that Kutuzov despised cleverness and learning and even the patriotic feeling shown by Denisov, but despised them not because of his own intellect, feelings, or knowledge- he did not try to display any of these- but because of something else. He despised them because of his old age and experience of life. The only instruction Kutuzov gave of his own accord during that report referred to looting by the Russian troops. At the end of the report the general put before him for signature a paper relating to the recovery of payment from army commanders for green oats mown down by the soldiers, when landowners lodged petitions for compensation..¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡A ces pleurs que je sens couler.* .CHAPTER IX,,¡¡¡¡On reaching home Pierre gave orders to Evstafey- his head coachman who knew everything, could do anything, and was known to all Moscow- that he would leave that night for the army at Mozhaysk, and that his saddle horses should be sent there. This could not all be arranged that day, so on Evstafey's representation Pierre had to put off his departure till next day to allow time for the relay horses to be sent on in advance.!.
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¡¡¡¡When, four and thirty years ago, the narrator of this grave and sombre history introduced into a work written with the same aim as this a thief who talked argot, there arose amazement and clamor.--"What! How!...¡¡¡¡Ever since that leave of absence had expired, more than a fortnight before, Natasha had been in a constant state of alarm, depression, and irritability..¡¡¡¡To terminate this duel, to amalgamate the pure idea with the humane reality, to cause right to penetrate pacifically into the fact and the fact into right, that is the task of sages.,.¡¡¡¡Javert had, in fact, grasped Jean Valjean by the collar.,¡¡¡¡He said to himself that his day had also come now, that his hour had struck, that following his father, he too was about to show himself brave, intrepid, bold, to run to meet the bullets, to offer his breast to bayonets, to shed his blood, to seek the enemy, to seek death, that he was about to wage war in his turn and descend to the field of battle, and that the field of battle upon which he was to descend was the street, and that the war in which he was about to engage was civil war!,¡°Yeah,¡± said Harry. .
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¡°Ladies and gentlemen, the third and final task of the Triwizard Tournament is about to begin! Let me remind you how the points currently stand! Tied in first place, with eighty-five points each - Mr. Cedric Diggory and Mr. Harry Potter, both of Hogwarts School!¡± The cheers and applause sent birds from the Forbidden Forest fluttering into the darkening sky. ¡°In second place, with eighty points - Mr. Viktor Krum, of Durmstrang Institute!¡± More applause. ¡°And in third place - Miss Fleur Delacour, of Beauxbatons Academy!¡± ...!.LastIndexNext,TOWER GUARD,¡¡¡¡When she had thoroughly mastered it she kissed it and put it in her bosom..¡¡¡¡It is a language.;
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,¡¡¡¡ "All over?" he repeated. "If I were not myself, but the handsomest, cleverest, and best man in the world, and were free, I would this moment ask on my knees for your hand and your love!"!RED, ,¡¡¡¡A lock presents itself; the bourgeois has in his pocket a key made by a locksmith.;¡¡¡¡"Do you know what I am thinking about?" she asked. "About Platon Karataev. Would he have approved of you now, do you think?",¡¡¡¡He followed the usher.,THWACK-THWACK-THWACK of the baton. Fat-ass passes out. Hadley gets in a few more licks and finally stops.,LastIndexNext;
¡¡¡¡IS WATERLOO TO BE CONSIDERED GOOD?,¡¡¡¡He meditated of nothing else; he was confusedly conscious that his old coat was becoming an impossible coat, and that his new coat was growing old, that his shirts were wearing out, that his hat was wearing out, that his boots were giving out, and he said to himself:...¡¡¡¡It was the road to Bicetre.;¡¡¡¡Upon his face and in his attitude there was nothing but inexpressible pity.!!¡¡¡¡Beginning with that blessed and holy hour when a kiss betrothed these two souls, Marius was there every evening.!¡¡¡¡At last she appeared to come to a decision..¡¡¡¡Meanwhile Morel was sitting in the best place by the fire, surrounded by the soldiers.,!