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...ĦĦĦĦI had one in 1830 when we had a dispute with Charles X.",ĦĦĦĦWhen she took her departure, he had but one thought, to follow her, to cling to her trace, not to quit her until he learned where she lived, not to lose her again, at least, after having so miraculously re-discovered her.,ĦĦĦĦ"Come in, Mary," he said to his wife....ĦĦĦĦWhere are the rest of you going?",ĦĦĦĦ"Ah, here she is!" said the old count, when he saw Natasha enter. "Well, sit down by me." But Natasha stayed by her mother and glanced round as if looking for something.;CHAPTER XIV ,ĦĦĦĦAt first while they were still moving along the Kaluga road, Napoleon's armies made their presence known, but later when they reached the Smolensk road they ran holding the clapper of their bell tight- and often thinking they were escaping ran right into the Russians.;
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ĦĦĦĦPhilosophical fermentation replied to democratic fermentation.,.ĦĦĦĦ"Why, certainly.,LastIndexNext...? Leo Tolstoy!ĦĦĦĦ"No, it's only the unexpectedness of it," thought Pierre. But as soon as he tried to continue the conversation he had begun with Princess Mary he again glanced at Natasha, and a still-deeper flush suffused his face and a still-stronger agitation of mingled joy and fear seized his soul. He became confused in his speech and stopped in the middle of what he was saying..... Find out more.
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ĦĦĦĦNatasha turned her pretty little head toward the elegant young officer and smiled at him over her bare shoulder. Anatole, who was as handsome at close quarters as at a distance, sat down beside her and told her he had long wished to have this happiness- ever since the Naryshkins' ball in fact, at which he had had the well-remembered pleasure of seeing her. Kuragin was much more sensible and simple with women than among men. He talked boldly and naturally, and Natasha was strangely and agreeably struck by the fact that there was nothing formidable in this man about whom there was so much talk, but that on the contrary his smile was most naive, cheerful, and good-natured..ĦĦĦĦHaste to the city, buy linen, buy a needle, buy thread.'.ĦĦĦĦSometimes, in those inexplicable hours such as are experienced by every heart that loves, though he had no reasons for anything but sadness and yet felt an obscure quiver of joy, he said to himself: "It is her thoughts that are coming to me!"...ĦĦĦĦ"Is she like him?" thought Natasha. "Yes, like and yet not like. But she is quite original, strange, new, and unknown. And she loves me. What is in her heart? All that is good. But how? What is her mind like? What does she think about me? Yes, she is splendid!",ĦĦĦĦThis is the worst species; hypocrisy enters into it.,ĦĦĦĦ"She is a splendid match, a millionairess," said Peronskaya. "And look, here come her suitors.",! ,Mon nez est en larmes,...Find out more.
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,ĦĦĦĦHence the edifice bore the name of the Gorbeau house.;...,ĦĦĦĦ"Then put off feeding them.",,ĦĦĦĦHence it results that if insurrection in given cases may be, as Lafayette says, the most holy of duties, an uprising may be the most fatal of crimes.!
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ĦĦĦĦThey had hardly begun to play before the doctor's disheveled head suddenly appeared from behind Mary Hendrikhovna. He had been awake for some time, listening to what was being said, and evidently found nothing entertaining or amusing in what was going on. His face was sad and depressed. Without greeting the officers, he scratched himself and asked to be allowed to pass as they were blocking the way. As soon as he had left the room all the officers burst into loud laughter and Mary Hendrikhovna blushed till her eyes filled with tears and thereby became still more attractive to them. Returning from the yard, the doctor told his wife (who had ceased to smile so happily, and looked at him in alarm, awaiting her sentence) that the rain had ceased and they must go to sleep in their covered cart, or everything in it would be stolen.!ĦĦĦĦ"Monsieur Thenardier!,ĦĦĦĦ"No, he is a Freemason, I have found out. He is fine, dark-blue and red.... How can I explain it to you?",,!;
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ĦĦĦĦAt that moment Count Rostopchin with his protruding chin and alert eyes, wearing the uniform of a general with sash over his shoulder, entered the room, stepping briskly to the front of the crowd of gentry.;ĦĦĦĦThe goal is reached. After the final war of 1815 Alexander possesses all possible power. How does he use it?,;,ĦĦĦĦThe count, forgetting to smooth out the smile on his face, looked into the distance straight before him, down the narrow open space, holding the snuffbox in his hand but not taking any. After the cry of the hounds came the deep tones of the wolf call from Daniel's hunting horn; the pack joined the first three hounds and they could be heard in full cry, with that peculiar lift in the note that indicates that they are after a wolf. The whippers-in no longer set on the hounds, but changed to the cry of ulyulyu, and above the others rose Daniel's voice, now a deep bass, now piercingly shrill. His voice seemed to fill the whole wood and carried far beyond out into the open field.,Ħ°Once you're Stunned, you can't aim too well, Hermione! Ħ°said Ron angrily. Ħ°Why don't you take a turn?Ħħ ,ĦĦĦĦ"I know. It is not right, darling!"...ĦĦĦĦ"My God!" said she, "your hands are still colder than before.,ĦĦĦĦWithout considering what he would do he moved unconciously with quick, resolute steps toward the crowd. And the nearer he drew to it the more Alpatych felt that this unreasonable action might produce good results. The peasants in the crowd were similarly impressed when they saw Rostov's rapid, firm steps and resolute, frowning face.!
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? Leo Tolstoy;ĦĦĦĦThe stores, the prisoners, and the marshal's baggage train stopped at the village of Shamshevo. The men crowded together round the campfires. Pierre went up to the fire, ate some roast horseflesh, lay down with his back to the fire, and immediately fell asleep. He again slept as he had done at Mozhaysk after the battle of Borodino....ĦĦĦĦClaquesous had nowhere left any trace of his disappearance; he would seem to have amalgamated himself with the invisible.,;CHAPTER V ...ĦĦĦĦThe fire-pot allowed him to distinguish a blouse, torn trousers of coarse velvet, bare feet, and something which resembled a pool of blood.;.