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ĦĦĦĦThere existed at the Chatelet in Paris a large and long cellar. This cellar was eight feet below the level of the Seine.,ĦĦĦĦCosette was beginning to be tired.,...ĦĦĦĦ"I am sorry, for I need you. But you're right, you're right! It's not here that men are needed. Advisers are always plentiful, but men are not. The regiments would not be what they are if the would-be advisers served there as you do. I remember you at Austerlitz.... I remember, yes, I remember you with the standard!" said Kutuzov, and a flush of pleasure suffused Prince Andrew's face at this recollection.;ĦĦĦĦRostov gazed at what was happening before him as at a hunt. He felt instinctively that if the hussars struck at the French dragoons now, the latter could not withstand them, but if a charge was to be made it must be done now, at that very moment, or it would be too late. He looked around. A captain, standing beside him, was gazing like himself with eyes fixed on the cavalry below them....,ĦĦĦĦHe saw that black form standing out in relief against the white pavement, illuminated by the moon; to advance was to fall into this man's hands; to retreat was to fling himself into Javert's arms..
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48 Of Followers & Friends ,Ħ°How's Ron?Ħħ said Harry and Hermione together. ;ĦĦĦĦAll the interests of his life for more than thirty years had been bounded by the will of the prince, and he never went beyond that limit. Everything not connected with the execution of the prince's orders did not interest and did not even exist for Alpatych.,ĦĦĦĦIt was at the season when the grain is tall; on the edge of the plateau a battalion of Kempt's brigade, the 95th, armed with carabines, was concealed in the tall wheat.,ĦĦĦĦHe felt that the police were there somewhere in ambuscade, waiting for the signal agreed upon and ready to stretch out their arm., ; Find out more.
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Most of all, we have a beautiful young woman and her lover lying, .ĦĦĦĦAll at once, in the midst of this profound calm, a fresh sound arose; a sound as celestial, divine, ineffable, ravishing, as the other had been horrible..ĦĦĦĦ"When did my father and sister leave?" meaning when did they leave for Moscow.,,ĦĦĦĦ"What else did he say to you? What are those verses? Read them..." said her mother, thoughtfully, referring to some verses Prince Andrew had written in Natasha's album.,,ĦĦĦĦThe swarm of Bronnitskis and Wintzingerodes and their like still further embittered the relations between the commanders in chief, and even less unity resulted. Preparations were made to fight the French before Smolensk. A general was sent to survey the position. This general, hating Barclay, rode to visit a friend of his own, a corps commander, and, having spent the day with him, returned to Barclay and condemned, as unsuitable from every point of view, the battleground he had not seen....Find out more.
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ĦĦĦĦ"And I tell you- Peter Kirilych here will also tell you...",That's what the man said.,,,ĦĦĦĦThe wolf paused, turned its heavy forehead toward the dogs awkwardly, like a man suffering from the quinsy, and, still slightly swaying from side to side, gave a couple of leaps and with a swish of its tail disappeared into the skirt of the wood. At the same instant, with a cry like a wail, first one hound, then another, and then another, sprang helter-skelter from the wood opposite and the whole pack rushed across the field toward the very spot where the wolf had disappeared. The hazel bushes parted behind the hounds and Daniel's chestnut horse appeared, dark with sweat. On its long back sat Daniel, hunched forward, capless, his disheveled gray hair hanging over his flushed, perspiring face.,ĦĦĦĦWhat is needed is a little anvil two inches square, and a lamp burning spirits of wine to soften the wax.;
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ĦĦĦĦFrom the hall of the nobility the Emperor went to that of the merchants. There he remained about ten minutes. Pierre was among those who saw him come out from the merchants' hall with tears of emotion in his eyes. As became known later, he had scarcely begun to address the merchants before tears gushed from his eyes and he concluded in a trembling voice. When Pierre saw the Emperor he was coming out accompanied by two merchants, one of whom Pierre knew, a fat otkupshchik. The other was the mayor, a man with a thin sallow face and narrow beard. Both were weeping. Tears filled the thin man's eyes, and the fat otkupshchik sobbed outright like a child and kept repeating:,,LastIndexNext,ĦĦĦĦ"You shameless good-for-nothing!" said she. "I won't hear a word.".ĦĦĦĦAll that may be so and mankind is ready to agree with it, but it is not what was asked. All that would be interesting if we recognized a divine power based on itself and always consistently directing its nations through Napoleons, Louis-es, and writers; but we do not acknowledge such a power, and therefore before speaking about Napoleons, Louis-es, and authors, we ought to be shown the connection existing between these men and the movement of the nations.!GUARD,ĦĦĦĦWhy was the Russian army- which with inferior forces had withstood the enemy in full strength at Borodino- defeated at Krasnoe and the Berezina by the disorganized crowds of the French when it was numerically superior?,ĦĦĦĦ"Oh, but he was a regular good-for-nothing," said Tikhon. "The clothes on him- poor stuff! How could I bring him? And so rude, your honor! Why, he says: 'I'm a general's son myself, I won't go!' he says.",!
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ĦĦĦĦPrince Andrew told Kutuzov all he knew of his father's death, and what he had seen at Bald Hills when he passed through it.!ĦĦĦĦThere is a widening of the sphere of thought which is peculiar to the vicinity of the grave; it makes one see clearly to be near death..NORTON.CHAPTER XIV !,ĦĦĦĦ"What am I to do with the people?" said Dron. "They're quite beside themselves; I have already told them...".,,? Victor Hugo...
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ĦĦĦĦThese combatants had around them something in the nature of a swarm of spectres, silhouettes of men on horseback, the black profiles of cannon, the white sky viewed through wheels and gun-carriages, the colossal death's-head, which the heroes saw constantly through the smoke, in the depths of the battle, advanced upon them and gazed at them.,ĦĦĦĦHe was icy cold.,? Victor Hugo,ĦĦĦĦENTRANCE ON THE SCENE OF A DOLL.ĦĦĦĦUlm, Wagram, Jena, Friedland, died with them.;ĦĦĦĦThe sister dared not speak to her....