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ĦĦĦĦJean Valjean bent down and kissed that child's hand....ĦĦĦĦ"Where is your dispatch?" he inquired. "Give it to me. I will send it to the Emperor."!ĦĦĦĦThe body of a mason who had been killed by a gun-shot lay in the Rue de la Perle....ĦĦĦĦHowever, and we will mention it at once in order that we may not be obliged to recur to the subject, the prosperity of M. sur M. vanished with M. Madeleine; all that he had foreseen during his night of fever and hesitation was realized; lacking him, there actually was a soul lacking.,&!ĦĦĦĦ After the departure of the ruffians, the Rue Plumet resumed its tranquil, nocturnal aspect.,ĦĦĦĦAs soon as Prince Andrew had given up his daily occupations, and especially on returning to the old conditions of life amid which he had been happy, weariness of life overcame him with its former intensity, and he hastened to escape from these memories and to find some work as soon as possible.!
ĦĦĦĦHe had hardly spoken when a fearful crash shook the shop. The show-window had suddenly been fractured....ĦĦĦĦPrincess Mary roused him from his abstraction by drawing his attention to her nephew who had entered the room.,Gee, Red. Terrible shame, your horse comin' in last and all. Hell, I sure do love that horse of mine. I believe I owe that boy a big sloppy kiss when I see him.;,ĦĦĦĦ Four new travellers had arrived.,ĦĦĦĦ "Le roi Coupdesabot ...
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ĦĦĦĦ"It's all God's scourge," said Dron. "What horses we had have been taken for the army or have died- this is such a year! It's not a case of feeding horses- we may die of hunger ourselves! As it is, some go three days without eating. We've nothing, we've been ruined.";;ĦĦĦĦWhile the Emperor had still been at Vilna, the forces had been divided into three armies. First, the army under Barclay de Tolly, secondly, the army under Bagration, and thirdly, the one commanded by Tormasov. The Emperor was with the first army, but not as commander in chief. In the orders issued it was stated, not that the Emperor would take command, but only that he would be with the army. The Emperor, moreover, had with him not a commander in chief's staff but the imperial headquarters staff. In attendance on him was the head of the imperial staff, Quartermaster General Prince Volkonski, as well as generals, imperial aides-de-camp, diplomatic officials, and a large number of foreigners, but not the army staff. Besides these, there were in attendance on the Emperor without any definite appointments: Arakcheev, the ex-Minister of War; Count Bennigsen, the senior general in rank; the Grand Duke Tsarevich Constantine Pavlovich; Count Rumyantsev, the Chancellor; Stein, a former Prussian minister; Armfeldt, a Swedish general; Pfuel, the chief author of the plan of campaign; Paulucci, an adjutant general and Sardinian emigre; Wolzogen- and many others. Though these men had no military appointment in the army, their position gave them influence, and often a corps commander, or even the commander in chief, did not know in what capacity he was questioned by Bennigsen, the Grand Duke, Arakcheev, or Prince Volkonski, or was given this or that advice and did not know whether a certain order received in the form of advice emanated from the man who gave it or from the Emperor and whether it had to be executed or not. But this was only the external condition; the essential significance of the presence of the Emperor and of all these people, from a courtier's point of view (and in an Emperor's vicinity all became courtiers), was clear to everyone. It was this: the Emperor did not assume the title of commander in chief, but disposed of all the armies; the men around him were his assistants. Arakcheev was a faithful custodian to enforce order and acted as the sovereign's bodyguard. Bennigsen was a landlord in the Vilna province who appeared to be doing the honors of the district, but was in reality a good general, useful as an adviser and ready at hand to replace Barclay. The Grand Duke was there because it suited him to be. The ex-Minister Stein was there because his advice was useful and the Emperor Alexander held him in high esteem personally. Armfeldt virulently hated Napoleon and was a general full of self-confidence, a quality that always influenced Alexander. Paulucci was there because he was bold and decided in speech. The adjutants general were there because they always accompanied the Emperor, and lastly and chiefly Pfuel was there because he had drawn up the plan of campaign against Napoleon and, having induced Alexander to believe in the efficacy of that plan, was directing the whole business of the war. With Pfuel was Wolzogen, who expressed Pfuel's thoughts in a more comprehensible way than Pfuel himself (who was a harsh, bookish theorist, self-confident to the point of despising everyone else) was able to do.,ĦĦĦĦThey were no longer in accord.,ĦĦĦĦNot an unevenness of the ground, not a caprice in the architecture, not a fold. The ensemble was glacial, regular, hideous.,,By "Eshu Space"....
ĦĦĦĦ"Yes, yes, yes!" cried Natasha, joyfully.,ĦĦĦĦKleber seems to be bellowing!;ĦĦĦĦThe doctor who came to see her that day ordered her to continue the powders he had prescribed a fortnight previously.,ĦĦĦĦIn the midst of his revery he heard some one saying to him, "Will Monsieur do me the honor to follow me?" It was the same usher who had turned his back upon him but a moment previously, and who was now bowing to the earth before him. At the same time, the usher handed him the paper.,ANDY.ĦĦĦĦA smile of pleasure never left Natasha's face. She felt happy and as if she were blossoming under the praise of this dear Countess Bezukhova who had formerly seemed to her so unapproachable and important and was now so kind to her. Natasha brightened up and felt almost in love with this woman, who was so beautiful and so kind. Helene for her part was sincerely delighted with Natasha and wished to give her a good time. Anatole had asked her to bring him and Natasha together, and she was calling on the Rostovs for that purpose. The idea of throwing her brother and Natasha together amused her.!
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ĦĦĦĦLet the French read it as a history, we read it as a romance.'"--Alas!,ĦĦĦĦTwo or three had a straw rope attached to the cross-bar of the dray, and suspended under them like a stirrup, which supported their feet.,ĦĦĦĦBut Grantaire attained to the highest regions of dithryamb. Matelote had mounted to the first floor once more, Grantaire seized her round her waist, and gave vent to long bursts of laughter at the window.,,It cannot be denied, but outward accidents conduce much to fortune, favour, ,ĦĦĦĦ"Inform the prince and princess that I knew nothing: I acted on the highest instructions- here..." and he handed a paper to Alpatych. "Still, as the prince is unwell my advice is that they should go to Moscow. I am just starting myself. Inform them...",Ħ°This is mad,Ħħ said Ron. Ħ°We're the only ones left who haven't got anyone - well, except Neville. Hey - guess who he asked? Hermione!Ħħ ,ĦĦĦĦThe count remembered the wolf he had let slip and his encounter with Daniel....ĦĦĦĦFor the last three days Bogucharovo had lain between the two hostile armies, so that it was as easy for the Russian rearguard to get to it as for the French vanguard; Rostov, as a careful squadron commander, wished to take such provisions as remained at Bogucharovo before the French could get them.,ĦĦĦĦAt a certain moment he made that indescribable gesture of a sort of authority mingled with rebellion, which is intended to convey, and which does so well convey, "Pardieu! who compels me to this?" Then he wheeled briskly round, caught sight of the door through which he had entered in front of him, went to it, opened it, and passed out. He was no longer in that chamber; he was outside in a corridor, a long, narrow corridor, broken by steps and gratings, making all sorts of angles, lighted here and there by lanterns similar to the night taper of invalids, the corridor through which he had approached. He breathed, he listened; not a sound in front, not a sound behind him, and he fled as though pursued....