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Let the rate be, even with the merchant himself, somewhat more easy, than that he ....¡¡¡¡Denisov seemed to have forgotten Petya's very existence. He turned to glance at him.!¡¡¡¡The rout behind the Guard was melancholy.,He puts the knight on a chess board by his bed, adding it to four pieces already there: a king, a queen, and two bishops. He turns to Rita. Moonlight casts bars across her face.,¡¡¡¡She had not yet beheld that doll close to.,¡¡¡¡Next day the imperial gentleman-in-waiting, the Comte de Turenne, came to Balashev and informed him of the Emperor Napoleon's wish to honor him with an audience.,,¡¡¡¡As it often happens, nature seemed to have fallen into accord with what men were about to do.!
¡¡¡¡A man, in fact, wearing a gray cap, and whose gray beard could be distinguished, although they only saw his back, was walking along about twenty paces in advance of Marius.,...¡¡¡¡How happy men are! I shall remain entirely alone!.¡¡¡¡The best of us are not exempt from egotistical thoughts....¡¡¡¡M. Gillenormand's mobile face was no longer expressive of anything but rough and ineffable good-nature. The grandsire had given way before the grandfather.,¡¡¡¡Cochepaille pushed up his sleeve; all eyes were focused on him and on his bare arm.,¡¡¡¡ Those persons who wish to gain a clear idea of the battle of Waterloo have only to place, mentally, on the ground, a capital A. The left limb of the A is the road to Nivelles, the right limb is the road to Genappe, the tie of the A is the hollow road to Ohain from Braine-l'Alleud. The top of the A is Mont-Saint-Jean, where Wellington is; the lower left tip is Hougomont, where Reille is stationed with Jerome Bonaparte; the right tip is the Belle-Alliance, where Napoleon was.,.
¡¡¡¡At their yesterday's halting place, feeling chilly by a dying campfire, Pierre had got up and gone to the next one, which was burning better. There Platon Karataev was sitting covered up- head and all- with his greatcoat as if it were a vestment, telling the soldiers in his effective and pleasant though now feeble voice a story Pierre knew. It was already past midnight, the hour when Karataev was usually free of his fever and particularly lively. When Pierre reached the fire and heard Platon's voice enfeebled by illness, and saw his pathetic face brightly lit up by the blaze, he felt a painful prick at his heart. His feeling of pity for this man frightened him and he wished to go away, but there was no other fire, and Pierre sat down, trying not to look at Platon.,¡¡¡¡Still, in spite of his mournful preoccupation, he could not refrain from saying to himself that this prowler of the barriers with whom Jondrette was talking resembled a certain Panchaud, alias Printanier, alias Bigrenaille, whom Courfeyrac had once pointed out to him as a very dangerous nocturnal roamer. This man's name the reader has learned in the preceding book. This Panchaud, alias Printanier, alias Bigrenaille, figured later on in many criminal trials, and became a notorious rascal. He was at that time only a famous rascal.,¡¡¡¡She understood that when speaking of "trash" he referred not only to Mademoiselle Bourienne, the cause of her misery, but also to the man who had ruined his own happiness.;¡¡¡¡"Yes, yes, there will be something to see....",LastIndexNext...¡¡¡¡There could be descried piles of guns, moving bayonets, and troops bivouacking....
¡¡¡¡A pleasant feeling of excitement and an expectation of something joyful and solemn was aroused among the soldiers of the convoy and the prisoners. From all sides came shouts of command, and from the left came smartly dressed cavalrymen on good horses, passing the prisoners at a trot. The expression on all faces showed the tension people feel at the approach of those in authority. The prisoners thronged together and were pushed off the road. The convoy formed up.,¡¡¡¡To dispute and to say you for thou, simply that they might say thou the better afterwards..¡¡¡¡The wine-shop was empty; there was no one there but themselves.,? Victor Hugo!,¡¡¡¡Other deeds, more audacious still, were suspicious in the eyes of the people by reason of their very audacity.,¡¡¡¡Had Napoleon not ridden out on the evening of the twenty-fourth to the Kolocha, and had he not then ordered an immediate attack on the redoubt but had begun the attack next morning, no one would have doubted that the Shevardino Redoubt was the left flank of our and the battle would have taken place where we expected it. In that case we should probably have defended the Shevardino Redoubt- our left flank- still more obstinately. We should have attacked Napoleon in the center or on the right, and the engagement would have taken place on the twenty-fifth, in the position we intended and had fortified. But as the attack on our left flank took place in the evening after the retreat of our rea guard (that is, immediately after the fight at Gridneva), and as the Russian commanders did not wish, or were not in time, to begin a general engagement then on the evening of the twenty-fourth, the first and chief action of the battle of Borodino was already lost on the twenty-fourth, and obviously led to the loss of the one fought on the twenty-sixth.,¡¡¡¡Count Rostov's mouth watered with pleasure and he nudged Pierre, but Pierre wanted to speak himself. He pushed forward, feeling stirred, but not yet sure what stirred him or what he would say. Scarcely had he opened his mouth when one of the senators, a man without a tooth in his head, with a shrewd though angry expression, standing near the first speaker, interrupted him. Evidently accustomed to managing debates and to maintaining an argument, he began in low but distinct tones:!
¡¡¡¡"Gentlemen of the jury, order the prisoner to be released! Mr. President, have me arrested.,,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.,¡¡¡¡"Get yourself received very soon," said a weaver to a cabinet-maker.,? Victor Hugo,¡¡¡¡"Nor a scamp with the air of an old red tail?"...
¡¡¡¡I shall never put on those horrors again. With that machine on my head, I have the air of Madame Mad-dog.";,¡¡¡¡"Yes," answered Vera, "I don't at all want that. We must live for society.", ;¡¡¡¡"That is Bezukhova's brother, Anatole Kuragin," she said, indicating a handsome officer of the Horse Guards who passed by them with head erect, looking at something over the heads of the ladies. "He's handsome, isn't he? I hear they will marry him to that rich girl. But your cousin, Drubetskoy, is also very attentive to her. They say she has millions. Oh yes, that's the French ambassador himself!" she replied to the countess' inquiry about Caulaincourt. "Looks as if he were a king! All the same, the French are charming, very charming. No one more charming in society. Ah, here she is! Yes, she is still the most beautiful of them all, our Marya Antonovna! And how simply she is dressed! Lovely! And that stout one in spectacles is the universal Freemason," she went on, indicating Pierre. "Put him beside his wife and he looks a regular buffoon!"...¡¡¡¡He was not a gambler, at any rate he did not care about winning. He was not vain. He did not mind what people thought of him. Still less could he be accused of ambition. More than once he had vexed his father by spoiling his own career, and he laughed at distinctions of all kinds. He was not mean, and did not refuse anyone who asked of him. All he cared about was gaiety and women, and as according to his ideas there was nothing dishonorable in these tastes, and he was incapable of considering what the gratification of his tastes entailed for others, he honestly considered himself irreproachable, sincerely despised rogues and bad people, and with a tranquil conscience carried his head high.,,¡¡¡¡"And as for the man who advised forming this camp- the Drissa camp," said Paulucci, as the Emperor mounted the steps and noticing Prince Andrew scanned his unfamiliar face, "as to that person, sire..." continued Paulucci, desperately, apparently unable to restrain himself, "the man who advised the Drissa camp- I see no alternative but the lunatic asylum or the gallows!",¡¡¡¡The fugitives pausing breathless for a moment in the distance, listened in the darkness to that gloomy and ever-decreasing thunder.!
The cardinals of Rome, which are theologues, and friars, and schoolmen, have a phrase of notable contempt and scorn towards civil business: for they call all temporal business, of wars, embassages, judicature, and other employments, sbarene\', which is, under-sheriffiies; as if they were but matters for under-sheriffs and catohpoles; though many times, those under-sheriffiies do more good than their high speculations. St Paul, when he boasts of himself, he doth oft interlace; I speak like a fool; but speaking of his calling, he saith.,¡¡¡¡The very question that had formerly tormented him, the thing he had continually sought to find- the aim of life- no longer existed for him now. That search for the aim of life had not merely disappeared temporarily- he felt that it no longer existed for him and could not present itself again. And this very absence of an aim gave him the complete, joyous sense of freedom which constituted his happiness at this time..¡¡¡¡"How simple and clear it is," thought Pierre. "How is it I did not know it before?",,¡¡¡¡Le Cabuc attempted to resist, but he seemed to have been seized by a superhuman hand.;¡¡¡¡Royal the bookseller was dead.,By "Eshu Space".,,¡¡¡¡She dared make herself no promises, and she did not wish to refuse herself anything. Flashes of pallor passed over her countenance, and shivers ran through her frame.;
¡¡¡¡All the faces of the English squares were attacked at once. A frenzied whirl enveloped them.,,? Leo Tolstoy,¡¡¡¡A situation so extreme, an obscurity so powerful, that the most timid felt themselves seized with resolution, and the most daring with terror.,¡¡¡¡That which is grandest and that which is basest; the beings who prowl outside of all bounds, awaiting an occasion, bohemians, vagrants, vagabonds of the cross-roads, those who sleep at night in a desert of houses with no other roof than the cold clouds of heaven, those who, each day, demand their bread from chance and not from toil, the unknown of poverty and nothingness, the bare-armed, the bare-footed, belong to revolt..¡¡¡¡Another pretext would be her snuff, which would seem too dry or too damp or not rubbed fine enough. After these fits of irritability her face would grow yellow, and her maids knew by infallible symptoms when Belova would again be deaf, the snuff damp, and the countess' face yellow. Just as she needed to work off her spleen so she had sometimes to exercise her still-existing faculty of thinking- and the pretext for that was a game of patience. When she needed to cry, the deceased count would be the pretext. When she wanted to be agitated, Nicholas and his health would be the pretext, and when she felt a need to speak spitefully, the pretext would be Countess Mary. When her vocal organs needed exercise, which was usually toward seven o'clock when she had had an after-dinner rest in a darkened room, the pretext would be the retelling of the same stories over and over again to the same audience....¡¡¡¡A little ahead of them walked a peasant guide, wet to the skin and wearing a gray peasant coat and a white knitted cap.....
, J.K. Rowling,,¡¡¡¡Besides, I'm not wasting myself, I'm getting a start; and if I tore down that charge, Hercle! 'twas only to whet my appetite."...¡¡¡¡It is this peril, possibly imminent towards the close of the eighteenth century, which the French Revolution, that immense act of probity, cut short.,¡¡¡¡"For the world of angels and all the spirits who dwell above us," prayed Natasha.! ...
¡¡¡¡She turned to him with a stupefied air.;;¡¡¡¡¡¡a¡¡¡¡ b¡¡¡¡ c¡¡¡¡ d¡¡¡¡ e¡¡¡¡ f¡¡¡¡ g¡¡¡¡ h¡¡¡¡ i¡¡¡¡ k.,¡¡¡¡She paused. She so wanted a word from him that would explain to her what had happened and to which she could find no answer.,¡¡¡¡"I know she will. She saw something last year.",CHAPTER I,, ;
LastIndexNext,¡¡¡¡He had no heart. He went out with his umbrella under his arm, and this umbrella long formed a part of his aureole..¡¡¡¡"Have you been here long, Countess?" he inquired. "I'll call, I'll call to kiss your hand. I'm here on business and have brought my girls with me. They say Semenova acts marvelously. Count Pierre never used to forget us. Is he here?";¡¡¡¡Jean Valjean replied in a voice which resembled the bitter voice of an envious man:,¡¡¡¡Ney, bewildered, great with all the grandeur of accepted death, offered himself to all blows in that tempest.,? Leo Tolstoy!¡¡¡¡"Gentlemen," said the porter, "what do you want?",¡¡¡¡He made a mumbling sound in confirmation of this, took her hand, and began pressing it to different parts of his breast as if trying to find the right place for it.,,¡¡¡¡On that side the lane was open, and about two hundred paces further on, ran into a street of which it was the affluent.,48 Of Followers & Friends !
(softly),,VOICES,LastIndexNext,¡¡¡¡Not the slightest. The dramatic poet might, apparently, expect some complications from this revelation made point-blank by the grandfather to the grandson. But what the drama would gain thereby, truth would lose. Marius was at an age when one believes nothing in the line of evil; later on comes the age when one believes everything.,,,¡¡¡¡Where are your free and compulsory schools?.
¡¡¡¡Here Bahorel recognized at a window a pale young man with a black beard who was watching them as they passed, probably a Friend of the A B C. He shouted to him:--.For raising and appeasing anger in another, it is done chiefly by choosing of times. ,¡¡¡¡Among the opinions and voices in this immense, restless, brilliant, and proud sphere, Prince Andrew noticed the following sharply defined subdivisions of and parties:,,¡¡¡¡Noticing him, an officer said: "The town is being abandoned. Get away, get away!" and then, turning to the soldiers, shouted:!¡¡¡¡She made no complaint, but she was weary, and Jean Valjean perceived it by the way she dragged more and more on his hand as she walked.,¡¡¡¡"What is it, Natasha?" said Princess Mary..
¡¡¡¡He 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.,¡¡¡¡This letter had not yet been presented to the Emperor when Barclay, one day at dinner, informed Bolkonski that the sovereign wished to see him personally, to question him about Turkey, and that Prince Andrew was to present himself at Bennigsen's quarters at six that evening..¡¡¡¡He did as great leaders do at the decisive moment, which they know that they alone recognize; he abruptly unmasked his batteries.,,flashlight into the cell.!¡¡¡¡"Well then," continued Prince Andrew to Alpatych, "report to them as I have told you"; and not replying a word to Berg who was now mute beside him, he touched his horse and rode down the side street.,¡¡¡¡Something told him that he could not peruse that letter in the presence of that body..
¡¡¡¡Natasha put one knee on the armchair, stooped over her mother, embraced her, and with unexpected strength raised her, turned her face toward herself, and clung to her.,.¡¡¡¡All at once he heard a voice which seemed to proceed from the street, and which was calling to him through the trees:--;¡¡¡¡He was thinking of Cosette, of the happiness that was possible if nothing came between him and her, of the light with which she filled his life, a light which was but the emanation of her soul.!BOOK FOURTEEN: 1812!¡¡¡¡To Pierre that smile said plainly: "I am well, but my health is now of no use to anyone.",;
¡¡¡¡As she swept the staircase, she paused, remained standing there motionless, forgetful of her broom and of the entire universe, occupied in gazing at that star which was blazing at the bottom of her pocket.,¡¡¡¡Pelageya Danilovna smiled.,¡¡¡¡Hence his researches. Boulatruelle had explored, sounded, searched the entire forest and the thicket, and had dug wherever the earth appeared to him to have been recently turned up.,¡¡¡¡In the central portion of the front of this building, on the Rue Droit-Mur side, there were at all the windows of the different stories ancient cistern pipes of lead.,¡¡¡¡She held herself as erect, told everyone her opinion as candidly, loudly, and bluntly as ever, and her whole bearing seemed a reproach to others for any weakness, passion, or temptation- the possibility of which she did not admit. From early in the morning, wearing a dressing jacket, she attended to her household affairs, and then she drove out: on holy days to church and after the service to jails and prisons on affairs of which she never spoke to anyone. On ordinary days, after dressing, she received petitioners of various classes, of whom there were always some. Then she had dinner, a substantial and appetizing meal at which there were always three or four guests; after dinner she played a game of boston, and at night she had the newspapers or a new book read to her while she knitted. She rarely made an exception and went out to pay visits, and then only to the most important persons in the town.!¡¡¡¡They clutch at everything:,,¡¡¡¡"With a short coat and his hair cropped; just as if, well, just as if he had come straight from the bath... Papa used to...".¡¡¡¡She swore splendidly; she boasted of being able to crack a nut with one blow of her fist....
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¡¡¡¡Men immediately make translations of it; translations hasty, incorrect, full of errors, of gaps, and of nonsense.!¡¡¡¡It passes over more ground in ten years than a language in ten centuries..His wingtip shoes crunch on gravel. Loose bullets scatter to the ground. The bourbon bottle drops and shatters., ,¡¡¡¡Natasha ate of everything and thought she had never seen or eaten such buttermilk cakes, such aromatic jam, such honey-and-nut sweets, or such a chicken anywhere. Anisya Fedorovna left the room.,? Victor Hugo, .
¡¡¡¡"Oh, no, Mary Hendrikhovna," replied the officer, "one must look after the doctor. Perhaps he'll take pity on me someday, when it comes to cutting off a leg or an arm for me.". ,¡¡¡¡And Natasha, embracing her, began kissing her face and hands, making Princess Mary feel shy but happy by this demonstration of her feelings.,,¡¡¡¡Nicholas gave the horses the rein, and Zakhar, stretching out his arms, clucked his tongue and let his horses go.,¡¡¡¡"That is to say," she resumed quickly, "you do not know her, but you wish to know her.",¡¡¡¡On October 22, Denisov (who was one of the irregulars) was with his group at the height of the guerrilla enthusiasm. Since early morning he and his party had been on the move. All day long he had been watching from the forest that skirted the highroad a large French convoy of cavalry baggage and Russian prisoners separated from the rest of the army, which- as was learned from spies and prisoners- was moving under a strong escort to Smolensk. Besides Denisov and Dolokhov (who also led a small party and moved in Denisov's vicinity), the commanders of some large divisions with staffs also knew of this convoy and, as Denisov expressed it, were sharpening their teeth for it. Two of the commanders of large parties- one a Pole and the other a German- sent invitations to Denisov almost simultaneously, requesting him to join up with their divisions to attack the convoy.!¡¡¡¡You have a melancholy air, I want you to be pleased....
...,¡®I was afraid of death,¡¯ said Nick softly. ¡®I chose to remain behind. I sometimes wonder whether I oughtn't to have ... well, that is neither here nor there ... in fact, I am neither here nor there ...¡¯ He gave a small sad chuckle. ¡®I know nothing of the secrets of death, Harry, for I chose my feeble imitation of life instead. I believe learned wizards study the matter in the Department of Mysteries¡ª¡¯;,¡¡¡¡The king, who was laughing, continued to laugh, passed gayly from the two bishops to the two lawyers, and bestowed on these limbs of the law their former names, or nearly so.!!¡¡¡¡"I am a fool, a fool! what have I been waiting for?" thought Nicholas. and running out from the porch he went round the corner of the house and along the path that led to the back porch. He knew Sonya would pass that way. Halfway lay some snow-covered piles of firewood and across and along them a network of shadows from the bare old lime trees fell on the snow and on the path. This path led to the barn. The log walls of the barn and its snow-covered roof, that looked as if hewn out of some precious stone, sparkled in the moonlight. A tree in the garden snapped with the frost, and then all was again perfectly silent. His bosom seemed to inhale not air but the strength of eternal youth and gladness..TOMMY;
¡¡¡¡The usher added after a pause:,¡¡¡¡For a moment the crowd stood still, but then it made another rush forward..¡¡¡¡What causes historical events? Power. What is power? Power is the collective will of the people transferred to one person. Under what condition is the will of the people delegated to one person? On condition that that person expresses the will of the whole people. That is, power is power: in other words, power is a word the meaning of which we do not understand..¡¡¡¡"Adored friend of my soul!" he wrote. "Nothing but honor could keep me from returning to the country. But now, at the commencement of the campaign, I should feel dishonored, not only in my comrades' eyes but in my own, if I preferred my own happiness to my love and duty to the Fatherland. But this shall be our last separation. Believe me, directly the war is over, if I am still alive and still loved by you, I will throw up everything and fly to you, to press you forever to my ardent breast."!,? Leo Tolstoy...Harry Potter, ;
¡¡¡¡"Do you say no?"!¡¡¡¡This movement was like a flash of lightning.!¡¡¡¡One o'clock was striking from the Vaugirard steeple when Enjolras reached the Richefeu smoking-room.!¡¡¡¡"But I never sent for them," declared the princess. "You must have given my message wrong. I only said that you were to give them the grain.",,¡¡¡¡Pierre considered.,¡¡¡¡The halt presupposes the combat of yesterday and the combat of to-morrow.;¡¡¡¡(3) However much the difficulty of understanding the causes may be increased, we never reach a conception of complete freedom, that is, an absence of cause. However inaccessible to us may be the cause of the expression of will in any action, our own or another's, the first demand of reason is the assumption of and search for a cause, for without a cause no phenomenon is conceivable. I raise my arm to perform an action independently of any cause, but my wish to perform an action without a cause is the cause of my action.!¡¡¡¡The search for these laws has long been begun and the new methods of thought which history must adopt are being worked out simultaneously with the self-destruction toward which- ever dissecting and dissecting the causes of phenomena- the old method of history is moving..¡¡¡¡Behold the man.!
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,¡¡¡¡She was as he had known her almost as a child and later on as Prince Andrew's fiancee. A bright questioning light shone in her eyes, and on her face was a friendly and strangely roguish expression.,¡¡¡¡"Look at our Anna Mikhaylovna- what a headdress she has on!",¡¡¡¡Thus:.¡¡¡¡He had not decided what it should mean when he heard the voice of the eldest princess at the door asking whether she might come in.,¡°Thank you!¡± gasped Pettigrew, nodding frantically at her. ¡°Exactly! Precisely what I ¡ª¡± !
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¡¡¡¡Then, in order to prevent Cosette eating black bread, Jean Valjean ate white bread.!¡¡¡¡There is nothing left to us of our days of prosperity!,¡¡¡¡"White!" said he.,Virgil speaketh of: ignavum fucos pecus a praesepibus arcent.,BOOK NINE: 1812,¡¡¡¡When dealing with the affairs and papers of his dead wife, her memory aroused in him no feeling but pity that she had not known the bliss he now knew. Prince Vasili, who having obtained a new post and some fresh decorations was particularly proud at this time, seemed to him a pathetic, kindly old man much to be pitied..
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,¡¡¡¡Thenardier went to the corner near the door, picked up a bundle of ropes and threw them at the men.!¡¡¡¡"And how does he now regard the matter?" asked Pierre, referring to the old prince.,¡¡¡¡Ought he to denounce himself?!¡¡¡¡"That's well.";¡¡¡¡"It's getting light, it's really getting light!" he exclaimed.,¡¡¡¡Then she fell back on the bed once more.!
,¡¡¡¡An old man, who appeared to be extremely aged, was walking in the band..¡¡¡¡Cosette's pace retarded Jean Valjean's....¡¡¡¡Where the infantry stood the artillery arrives, the cavalry rushes in where the artillery was, the battalions are like smoke.,¡¡¡¡Power, very good.,¡¡¡¡A cobbler opposite called them to him, and delivered to them a paper which "their mother" had left for them. On this paper there was an address:,ANGLE ON RITA POSTER. Sexy as ever. The rising sun sends;
.¡¡¡¡The irregulars destroyed the great army piecemeal. They gathered the fallen leaves that dropped of themselves from that withered tree- the French army- and sometimes shook that tree itself. By October, when the French were fleeing toward Smolensk, there were hundreds of such companies, of various sizes and characters. There were some that adopted all the army methods and had infantry, artillery, staffs, and the comforts of life. Others consisted solely of Cossack cavalry. There were also small scratch groups of foot and horse, and groups of peasants and landowners that remained unknown. A sacristan commanded one party which captured several hundred prisoners in the course of a month; and there was Vasilisa, the wife of a village elder, who slew hundreds of the French....¡¡¡¡M. Leblanc replied without the slightest apparent emotion:--...¡¡¡¡"Quick, cartridges, para bellum."...¡¡¡¡You must inspire confidence!"...;¡¡¡¡You are covered with marvels and vermin..