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CHAPTER IV .¡¡¡¡"When you are here he can't tear himself away," she said.,¡¡¡¡One night when the old countess, in nightcap and dressing jacket, without her false curls, and with her poor little knob of hair showing under her white cotton cap, knelt sighing and groaning on a rug and bowing to the ground in prayer, her door creaked and Natasha, also in a dressing jacket with slippers on her bare feet and her hair in curlpapers, ran in. The countess- her prayerful mood dispelled- looked round and frowned. She was finishing her last prayer: "Can it be that this couch will be my grave?" Natasha, flushed and eager, seeing her mother in prayer, suddenly checked her rush, half sat down, and unconsciously put out her tongue as if chiding herself. Seeing that her mother was still praying she ran on tiptoe to the bed and, rapidly slipping one little foot against the other, pushed off her slippers and jumped onto the bed the countess had feared might become her grave. This couch was high, with a feather bed and five pillows each smaller than the one below. Natasha jumped on it, sank into the feather bed, rolled over to the wall, and began snuggling up the bedclothes as she settled down, raising her knees to her chin, kicking out and laughing almost inaudibly, now covering herself up head and all, and now peeping at her mother. The countess finished her prayers and came to the bed with a stern face, but seeing, that Natasha's head was covered, she smiled in her kind, weak way., ,,¡¡¡¡"I have only my cap to pin on.",¡¡¡¡Dimmler struck a chord and, turning to Natasha, Nicholas, and Sonya, remarked: "How quiet you young people are!",¡¡¡¡"Enter, sir," she said.!¡¡¡¡"We are all in God's hands," said he, with a sigh.,¡¡¡¡What was blindness in the legitimists was clearness of vision in the democrats....

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¡¡¡¡On the way, he rendered justice to Providence.,¡¡¡¡That day he dined with the marshal, at the same board on the barrels.!¡¡¡¡Kuragin asked her opinion of the performance and told her how at a previous performance Semenova had fallen down on the stage.;¡¡¡¡Conversation of this kind, interesting to no one yet unavoidable, continued all through teatime. All the grown-up members of the family were assembled near the round tea table at which Sonya presided beside the samovar. The children with their tutors and governesses had had tea and their voices were audible from the next room. At tea all sat in their accustomed places: Nicholas beside the stove at a small table where his tea was handed to him; Milka, the old gray borzoi bitch (daughter of the first Milka), with a quite gray face and large black eyes that seemed more prominent than ever, lay on the armchair beside him; Denisov, whose curly hair, mustache, and whiskers had turned half gray, sat beside countess Mary with his general's tunic unbuttoned; Pierre sat between his wife and the old countess. He spoke of what he knew might interest the old lady and that she could understand. He told her of external social events and of the people who had formed the circle of her contemporaries and had once been a real, living, and distinct group, but who were now for the most part scattered about the world and like herself were garnering the last ears of the harvests they had sown in earlier years. But to the old countess those contemporaries of hers seemed to be the only serious and real society. Natasha saw by Pierre's animation that his visit had been interesting and that he had much to tell them but dare not say it before the old countess. Denisov, not being a member of the family, did not understand Pierre's caution and being, as a malcontent, much interested in what was occurring in Petersburg, kept urging Pierre to tell them about what had happened in the Semenovsk regiment, then about Arakcheev, and then about the Bible Society. Once or twice Pierre was carried away and began to speak of these things, but Nicholas and Natasha always brought him back to the health of Prince Ivan and Countess Mary Alexeevna., ; ...¡¡¡¡It is for a woman, but it's for the people.;

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CHAPTER VIII ,¡¡¡¡Then, vexed at his own weakness, he turned away and began to report on the position of affairs. Everything precious and valuable had been removed to Bogucharovo. Seventy quarters of grain had also been carted away. The hay and the spring corn, of which Alpatych said there had been a remarkable crop that year, had been commandeered by the troops and mown down while still green. The peasants were ruined; some of them too had gone to Bogucharovo, only a few remained.!¡¡¡¡"There appears to be a squabble in the Rue Saint-Martin.".¡¡¡¡But in January Savelich came from Moscow and gave him an account of the state of things there, and spoke of the estimate an architect had made of the cost of rebuilding the town and country houses, speaking of this as of a settled matter. About the same time he received letters from Prince Vasili and other Petersburg acquaintances speaking of his wife's debts. And Pierre decided that the steward's proposals which had so pleased him were wrong and that he must go to Petersburg and settle his wife's affairs and must rebuild in Moscow. Why this was necessary he did not know, but he knew for certain that it was necessary. His income would be reduced by three fourths, but he felt it must be done..,48 Of Followers & Friends !.

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...The bars slam home. Andy is alone in his cell, clutching his clothes. He gazes around at his new surroundings, taking it in. He slowly begins to dress himself...,.¡¡¡¡It is certain that he was profoundly absorbed. The old lion seemed to scent an unknown monster in that gloom.;jumps back as Bogs plummets past, missing him by inches, arms,¡¡¡¡Love is the other.,...

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CHAPTER XVI ;¡¡¡¡Her words were incoherent, but they attained the purpose at which she was aiming.,¡¡¡¡The bagpipe-player in the centre dropped his melancholy eyes, filled with the reflections of the forests and the lakes, in profound inattention, while men were being exterminated around him, and seated on a drum, with his pibroch under his arm, played the Highland airs.;¡¡¡¡"Don't talk about it, Natasha. It wasn't your fault so why should you mind? Kiss me," said Sonya.,.;¡¡¡¡Questions which he put to himself without being able to solve them, and which irritated him. He had pondered it all night long.; ;


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¡¡¡¡He was evidently suffering both physically and mentally. There was no hope of recovery. It was impossible for him to travel, it would not do to let him die on the road. "Would it not be better if the end did come, the very end?" Princess Mary sometimes thought. Night and day, hardly sleeping at all, she watched him and, terrible to say, often watched him not with hope of finding signs of improvement but wishing to find symptoms of the approach of the end.;¡¡¡¡As it drew nearer, it assumed a form, and was outlined behind the trees with the pallid hue of an apparition; the mass grew white; the day, which was slowly dawning, cast a wan light on this swarming heap which was at once both sepulchral and living, the heads of the figures turned into the faces of corpses, and this is what it proved to be:--,ANDY DUFRESNE, mid-20's, wire rim glasses, three-piece suit. Under normal circumstances a respectable, solid citizen; hardly dangerous, perhaps even meek. But these circumstances are far from normal. He is disheveled, unshaven, and very drunk. A cigarette smolders in his mouth. His eyes, flinty and hard, are riveted to the bungalow up the path.,¡¡¡¡They made no noise as they walked. In an instant this crowd had overtaken and surrounded me. The faces of these men were earthen in hue.;¡¡¡¡Natasha, afraid that her brother would do something dreadful, had followed him in some excitement. Seeing the enemies exchanging friendly greetings, she rode up to them. Ilagin lifted his beaver cap still higher to Natasha and said, with a pleasant smile, that the young countess resembled Diana in her passion for the chase as well as in her beauty, of which he had heard much.,¡¡¡¡"Put on your white dress. I like it," was what he said....¡¡¡¡And the hussars, passing along the line of troops on the left flank of our position, halted behind our Uhlans who were in the front line. To the right stood our infantry in a dense column: they were the reserve. Higher up the hill, on the very horizon, our guns were visible through the wonderfully clear air, brightly illuminated by slanting morning sunbeams. In front, beyond a hollow dale, could be seen the enemy's columns and guns. Our advanced line, already in action, could be heard briskly exchanging shots with the enemy in the dale.,, .

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¡°Harry Potter is too good to Dobby!¡± he squeaked, wiping large tears out of his enormous eyes. ,¡¡¡¡Or a miller would call out:--,¡¡¡¡"Untie the gentleman!" said Javert, "and let no one go out!";!¡¡¡¡"To his Honor Baron Asch, from General-in-Chief Prince Bolkonski," he announced with such solemnity and significance that the official turned to him and took the letters.,¡¡¡¡*[2] "When in doubt, my dear fellow, do nothing." ,!¡¡¡¡Nine months before he had kissed the hand of the mother, who had also just fallen asleep.;

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¡¡¡¡And embracing her daughter, the countess began to weep for the first time. ,¡¡¡¡"There's someone coming," said he.,¡¡¡¡"Leave it to me," said Princess Mary. "I know...",;¡¡¡¡"Go on, Uncle dear," Natasha wailed in an imploring tone as if her life depended on it., ......¡¡¡¡You ask whether we shall spend next winter in Moscow. In spite of my wish to see you, I do not think so and do not want to do so. You will be surprised to hear that the reason for this is Buonaparte! The case is this: my father's health is growing noticeably worse, he cannot stand any contradiction and is becoming irritable. This irritability is, as you know, chiefly directed to political questions. He cannot endure the notion that Buonaparte is negotiating on equal terms with all the sovereigns of Europe and particularly with our own, the grandson of the Great Catherine! As you know, I am quite indifferent to politics, but from my father's remarks and his talks with Michael Ivanovich I know all that goes on in the world and especially about the honors conferred on Buonaparte, who only at Bald Hills in the whole world, it seems, is not accepted as a great man, still less as Emperor of France. And my father cannot stand this. It seems to me that it is chiefly because of his political views that my father is reluctant to speak of going to Moscow; for he foresees the encounters that would result from his way of expressing his views regardless of anybody. All the benefit he might derive from a course of treatment he would lose as a result of the disputes about Buonaparte which would be inevitable. In any case it will be decided very shortly.;

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and seditious fames, and libels, are but brothers, and sisters; masculine, and ,¡¡¡¡Four gossips were chatting in a doorway.,¡¡¡¡"You are dead.,¡¡¡¡M. Leblanc obeyed.,CHAPTER VIII ...¡¡¡¡But that man, so heedless of his words, did not once during the whole time of his activity utter one word inconsistent with the single aim toward which he moved throughout the whole war. Obviously in spite of himself, in very diverse circumstances, he repeatedly expressed his real thoughts with the bitter conviction that he would not be understood. Beginning with the battle of Borodino, from which time his disagreement with those about him began, he alone said that the battle of Borodino was a victory, and repeated this both verbally and in his dispatches and reports up to the time of his death. He alone said that the loss of Moscow is not the loss of Russia. In reply to Lauriston's proposal of peace, he said: There can be no peace, for such is the people's will. He alone during the retreat of the French said that all our maneuvers are useless, everything is being accomplished of itself better than we could desire; that the enemy must be offered "a golden bridge"; that neither the Tarutino, the Vyazma, nor the Krasnoe battles were necessary; that we must keep some force to reach the frontier with, and that he would not sacrifice a single Russian for ten Frenchmen....¡¡¡¡He will give in.", ...


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¡¡¡¡I present you my compliments, and I will tell you the conclusion that I draw from that fact:,¡¡¡¡It is particularly in the matter of distress and intelligence that it is dangerous to have extremes meet.,¡¡¡¡"Don't mess Mary Hendrikhovna's dress!" cried other voices.,¡¡¡¡Then, noticing that Denisov was asleep, he rose and went out of doors.;¡¡¡¡"How is that poor woman?",¡¡¡¡Alpatych kept meeting and overtaking baggage trains and troops on the road. As he approached Smolensk he heard the sounds of distant firing, but these did not impress him. What struck him most was the sight of a splendid field of oats in which a camp had been pitched and which was being mown down by the soldiers, evidently for fodder. This fact impressed Alpatych, but in thinking about his own business he soon forgot it.,¡¡¡¡"What?" asked Countess Mary, surprised.,¡¡¡¡She opened her eyes wide now, and beheld the smiling countenance of Jean Valjean..¡¡¡¡The activity of Alexander or of Napoleon cannot be called useful or harmful, for it is impossible to say for what it was useful or harmful. If that activity displeases somebody, this is only because it does not agree with his limited understanding of what is good. Whether the preservation of my father's house in Moscow, or the glory of the Russian arms, or the prosperity of the Petersburg and other universities, or the freedom of Poland or the greatness of Russia, or the balance of power in Europe, or a certain kind of European culture called "progress" appear to me to be good or bad, I must admit that besides these things the action of every historic character has other more general purposes inaccessible to me....


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with Momus, ill neighbours. ,BOOK EIGHT: 1811 - 12,¡¡¡¡After the roast, champagne was served. The guests rose to congratulate the old prince. Princess Mary, too, went round to him....180 INT -- LIBRARY -- DAY (1965) 180,Harry looked around more carefully. The room, as he had suspected when observing it from above, was almost certainly underground - more of a dungeon than a room, he thought. There was a bleak and forbidding air about the place; there were no pictures on the walls, no decorations at all; just these serried rows of benches, rising in levels all around the room, all positioned so that they had a clear view of that chair with the chains on its arms. ,CHAPTER XIII ,¡¡¡¡Take back your ferocious beast. You can't bribe me..


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...¡¡¡¡"Ah, my God! my God! When one thinks who and what- what trash- can cause people misery!" he said with a malignity that alarmed Princess Mary.,¡°Went to look in the bushes,¡± said Harry, ¡°but there wasn't anyone else there.¡± ,Ain't that bad, old hoss. Won't be long till you're squiring pretty young girls on your arm and telling 'em lies.,¡¡¡¡"Always some fantastic schemes," said Nicholas.,¡¡¡¡Where was there any proof to the contrary? No doubt that branch had been broken off and concealed after the scaling of the wall, then thrown away by the alarmed marauder; there was no doubt that there had been a thief in the case. But what proof was there that that thief had been Champmathieu? One thing only.!CHAPTER XV ;¡¡¡¡After speaking to the senior French officer, who came out of the house with a white handkerchief tied to his sword and announced that they surrendered, Dolokhov dismounted and went up to Petya, who lay motionless with outstretched arms.,;


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BOOK THIRTEENTH.--MARIUS ENTERS THE SHADOW!wife and another four into Glenn Quentin. And while you think about,¡¡¡¡Morel, wrinkling up his face, laughed too.;¡¡¡¡Despite the uneasy glances thrown at her by Princess Mary- who wished to have a tete-a-tete with Natasha- Mademoiselle Bourienne remained in the room and persistently talked about Moscow amusements and theaters. Natasha felt offended by the hesitation she had noticed in the anteroom, by her father's nervousness, and by the unnatural manner of the princess who- she thought- was making a favor of receiving her, and so everything displeased her. She did not like Princess Mary, whom she thought very plain, affected, and dry. Natasha suddenly shrank into herself and involuntarily assumed an offhand air which alienated Princess Mary still more. After five minutes of irksome, constrained conversation, they heard the sound of slippered feet rapidly approaching. Princess Mary looked frightened.,.,? Leo Tolstoy,;The walls of the Hall had all been covered in sparkling silver frost, with hundreds of garlands of mistletoe and ivy crossing the starry black ceiling. The House tables had vanished; instead, there were about a hundred smaller, lantern-lit ones, each seating about a dozen people. !


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¡¡¡¡"That is life," said the old teacher.,,;¡¡¡¡He had had in succession, under the Empire and under the Restoration, the sorts of bravery requisite for the two epochs, the bravery of the battle-field and the bravery of the tribune....¡®YOU DON'T KNOW HOW I FEEL!¡¯ Harry roared. ¡®YOU¡ªSTANDING THERE¡ªYOU¡ª¡¯,¡¡¡¡He had laid his hand lightly on Cosette's mouth.!¡¡¡¡Roguet had set the lugubrious example of threatening with death any French grenadier who should bring him a Prussian prisoner.;

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¡¡¡¡One would have called it a luminous wound.!¡¡¡¡Your loss is so terrible that I can only explain it to myself as a special providence of God who, loving you, wishes to try you and your excellent mother. Oh, my friend! Religion, and religion alone, can- I will not say comfort us- but save us from despair. Religion alone can explain to us what without its help man cannot comprehend: why, for what cause, kind and noble beings able to find happiness in life- not merely harming no one but necessary to the happiness of others- are called away to God, while cruel, useless, harmful persons, or such as are a burden to themselves and to others, are left living. The first death I saw, and one I shall never forget- that of my dear sister-in-law- left that impression on me. Just as you ask destiny why your splendid brother had to die, so I asked why that angel Lise, who not only never wronged anyone, but in whose soul there were never any unkind thoughts, had to die. And what do you think, dear friend? Five years have passed since then, and already I, with my petty understanding, begin to see clearly why she had to die, and in what way that death was but an expression of the infinite goodness of the Creator, whose every action, though generally incomprehensible to us, is but a manifestation of His infinite love for His creatures. Perhaps, I often think, she was too angelically innocent to have the strength to perform all a mother's duties. As a young wife she was irreproachable; perhaps she could not have been so as a mother. As it is, not only has she left us, and particularly Prince Andrew, with the purest regrets and memories, but probably she will there receive a place I dare not hope for myself. But not to speak of her alone, that early and terrible death has had the most beneficent influence on me and on my brother in spite of all our grief. Then, at the moment of our loss, these thoughts could not occur to me; I should then have dismissed them with horror, but now they are very clear and certain. I write all this to you, dear friend, only to convince you of the Gospel truth which has become for me a principle of life: not a single hair of our heads will fall without His will. And His will is governed only by infinite love for us, and so whatever befalls us is for our good.,¡¡¡¡A DRINKER IS A BABBLER ,¡¡¡¡The birds take liberties with the mannikin, foul creatures alight upon it, the bourgeois laugh at it.,¡¡¡¡When Morel had drunk some vodka and finished his bowl of porridge he suddenly became unnaturally merry and chattered incessantly to the soldiers, who could not understand him. Ramballe refused food and resting his head on his elbow lay silent beside the campfire, looking at the Russian soldiers with red and vacant eyes. Occasionally he emitted a long-drawn groan and then again became silent. Morel, pointing to his shoulders, tried to impress on the soldiers the fact that Ramballe was an officer and ought to be warmed. A Russian officer who had come up to the fire sent to ask his colonel whether he would not take a French officer into his hut to warm him, and when the messenger returned and said that the colonel wished the officer to be brought to him, Ramballe was told to go. He rose and tried to walk, but staggered and would have fallen had not a soldier standing by held him up.,¡¡¡¡Collectors of petty details, who become herbalists of anecdotes, and prick slippery dates into their memories with a pin, know that there was in Paris, during the last century, about 1770, two attorneys at the Chatelet named, one Corbeau (Raven), the other Renard (Fox). The two names had been forestalled by La Fontaine. The opportunity was too fine for the lawyers; they made the most of it. A parody was immediately put in circulation in the galleries of the court-house, in verses that limped a little:--,¡¡¡¡She sang her praises, insisted that her son must call on her, expressed a wish to see her often, but yet always became ill-humored when she began to talk about her.,,¡¡¡¡Such is the theory of the skilful.!

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? Leo Tolstoy,¡¡¡¡Pierre was agitated and undecided. Natasha's unwontedly brilliant eyes, continually glancing at him with a more than cordial look, had reduced him to this condition..¡¡¡¡A heart-breaking thing it is that there comes a moment when misery looses bonds! Two men who have been friends become two chance passers-by.,Bad luck? Jesus.,¡¡¡¡The last role is played. The actor is bidden to disrobe and wash off his powder and paint: he will not be wanted any more.,CHAPTER XII ...!

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,¡¡¡¡"What?" said Kutuzov, in the midst of Denisov's explanations, "are you ready so soon?".¡¡¡¡"All revolt closes the shops, depresses the funds, throws the Exchange into consternation, suspends commerce, clogs business, precipitates failures; no more money, private fortunes rendered uneasy, public credit shaken, industry disconcerted, capital withdrawing, work at a discount, fear everywhere; counter-shocks in every town. Hence gulfs.!¡¡¡¡She's not a woman, she's an ox.",¡¡¡¡"No, Papa. Forgive me if I have caused you unpleasantness. I understand it all less than you do.",!Need More Free Ebooks, Pls Go To!


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¡¡¡¡"To the galleys."...¡¡¡¡Let the reader recall the situation of heart which we have already indicated....¡¡¡¡"Where to now, your excellency?" asked the coachman.,¡¡¡¡She fled, re-entered the house, and shut herself up in her chamber to peruse the manuscript once more, to learn it by heart, and to dream.,¡¡¡¡"The first street that I entered was deserted.,¡°Did you use the map?¡± Harry said. ,¡¡¡¡A moment later he heard Ma'am Bougon take her departure, locking the door of the house behind her.,¡¡¡¡"And who is is this?" she asked her governess, peering into the face of her own daughter dressed up as a Kazan-Tartar. "I suppose it is one of the Rostovs! Well, Mr. Hussar, and what regiment do you serve in?" she asked Natasha. "Here, hand some fruit jelly to the Turk!" she ordered the butler who was handing things round. "That's not forbidden by his law.";

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¡¡¡¡"Sonya, what is this?" she cried, twanging a thick string.,when a man placeth his thoughts without himself, he goeth not his own way. An hasty fortune maketh an enterpriser, and remover (the French hath it better, entrepreneur, or remuamt), but the exercised fortune maketh the able man. Fortune is to be honoured, and respected, and it be but for her daughters, Confidence, and Reputation. For those two felicity hreedeth: the first within a man\'s self; the latter, in others towards him. ,¡¡¡¡Caps and buckshot were mixed pell-mell on the tables with glasses of wine.,,¡¡¡¡"For the world of angels and all the spirits who dwell above us," prayed Natasha.,¡¡¡¡on the side of the entrance, the buildings of the chateau and the farm; on the left, a hedge; on the right, a wall; and at the end, a wall. The wall on the right is of brick, the wall at the bottom is of stone. One enters the garden first....

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¡¡¡¡In vain..;...¡¡¡¡They began to laugh. They rally the grand meg and the grand dab.,¡¡¡¡But none the less, I saved his life at the risk of my own, and I have the certificate of the fact in my pocket! I am a soldier of Waterloo, by all the furies!!...


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