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,ĦĦĦĦEveryone moved back, and the Emperor came smiling out of the drawing room leading his hostess by the hand but not keeping time to the music. The host followed with Marya Antonovna Naryshkina; then came ambassadors, ministers, and various generals, whom Peronskaya diligently named. More than half the ladies already had partners and were taking up, or preparing to take up, their positions for the polonaise. Natasha felt that she would be left with her mother and Sonya among a minority of women who crowded near the wall, not having been invited to dance. She stood with her slender arms hanging down, her scarcely defined bosom rising and falling regularly, and with bated breath and glittering, frightened eyes gazed straight before her, evidently prepared for the height of joy or misery. She was not concerned about the Emperor or any of those great people whom Peronskaya was pointing out- she had but one thought: "Is it possible no one will ask me, that I shall not be among the first to dance? Is it possible that not one of all these men will notice me? They do not even seem to see me, or if they do they look as if they were saying, 'Ah, she's not the one I'm after, so it's not worth looking at her!' No, it's impossible," she thought. "They must know how I long to dance, how splendidly I dance, and how they would enjoy dancing with me.",ĦĦĦĦAn adjutant came out and announced that everything was in readiness within. But Kutuzov evidently did not wish to enter that room till he was disengaged. He made a grimace...,ĦĦĦĦAll at once Fantine raised her eyes, saw him, and made M. Madeleine turn round.;ĦĦĦĦ"Be quiet, quiet!" The prince slapped his hand on the table. "Yes, I know, Prince Andrew's letter! Princess Mary read it. Dessalles said something about Vitebsk. Now I'll read it.";ĦĦĦĦ"How many?" Dolokhov asked the Cossack.;
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,ĦĦĦĦ Towards the middle of the last century a change took place, prison songs and thieves' ritournelles assumed, so to speak, an insolent and jovial mien..ĦĦĦĦAnd after a silence she went on:--,ĦĦĦĦ"I have come, Countess, to ask for your daughter's hand," said Prince Andrew.!I'm not sure. I was confused. Drunk. I think mostly I wanted to scare them.,ĦĦĦĦBut this lasted only for a moment....ĦĦĦĦ"Is there fighting on hand?"; Find out more.
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LastIndexNext.ĦĦĦĦ"Then I won't let it come to that... I shall tell!" cried Sonya, bursting into tears.;ĦĦĦĦNo human sentiment can be as terrible as joy....ĦĦĦĦThe Emperor entered the Cathedral of the Assumption. The crowd spread out again more evenly, and the clerk led Petya- pale and breathless- to the Tsar-cannon. Several people were sorry for Petya, and suddenly a crowd turned toward him and pressed round him. Those who stood nearest him attended to him, unbuttoned his coat, seated him on the raised platform of the cannon, and reproached those others (whoever they might be) who had crushed him.,ĦĦĦĦ"Your girl, Eponine, went to see about the matter," replied Babet....ĦĦĦĦ Des pots a fleurs, des tuyaux, de la brique. ;Find out more.
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,ĦĦĦĦIt was evident that Providence was intervening....ĦĦĦĦ"Du sublime (he saw something sublime in himself) au ridicule il n'y a qu'un pas,"* said he. And the whole world for fifty years has been repeating: "Sublime! Grand! Napoleon le Grand!" Du sublime au ridicule il n'y a qu'un pas. !ĦĦĦĦIt is the fate of many men to live thus half submerged.,ĦĦĦĦBoris Drubetskoy, having left his wife in Moscow and being for the present en garcon (as he phrased it), was also there and, though not an aide-de-camp, had subscribed a large sum toward the expenses. Boris was now a rich man who had risen to high honors and no longer sought patronage but stood on an equal footing with the highest of those of his own age. He was meeting Helene in Vilna after not having seen her for a long time and did not recall the past, but as Helene was enjoying the favors of a very important personage and Boris had only recently married, they met as good friends of long standing.;ĦĦĦĦThere is no one in Russian literature now, from schoolboy essayist to learned historian, who does not throw his little stone at Alexander for things he did wrong at this period of his reign.!ĦĦĦĦLike all children, who resemble young shoots of the vine, which cling to everything, she had tried to love; she had not succeeded.!BOOK FIFTH.--THE END OF WHICH DOES NOT RESEMBLE THE BEGINNING,ĦĦĦĦThese conditions of life had been the same before, but then they were all connected, while now they had all tumbled to pieces. Only senseless things, lacking coherence, presented themselves one after another to Prince Andrew's mind. .
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Ħ°I have, sir,Ħħ he said, and although his voice was very scared, Harry could still hear the familiar unctuous note in it. Ħ°I wish to be of use to the Ministry. I wish to help. I - I know that the Ministry is trying to - to round up the last of the Dark Lords supporters. I am eager to assist in any way I can.ĦĦħ ;,ĦĦĦĦTwo things were left on his hands, an irony in the shape of the paper signed Fantine, and a consolation, the fifteen hundred francs....To serve both intentions, the way would be briefly thus. That there be two rates of ...ĦĦĦĦMarius had had a furnace in his brain all day long; now it was a whirlwind.,ĦĦĦĦA breath, almost a respiration, moved the shrubbery. Quivers which resembled the departure of souls ran through the grass.,Big charity to-do up Portland way. Governor's gonna be there....ĦĦĦĦIf power be the collective will of the people transferred to their ruler, was Pugachev a representative of the will of the people? If not, then why was Napoleon I? Why was Napoleon III a criminal when he was taken prisoner at Boulogne, and why, later on, were those criminals whom he arrested?...
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ĦĦĦĦJondrette was pacing up and down the garret with long strides..ĦĦĦĦHe did not repeat to himself with a sickening feeling of shame the words he had spoken, or say: "Oh, why did I not say that?" and, "Whatever made me say 'Je vous aime'?" On the contrary, he now repeated in imagination every word that he or Natasha had spoken and pictured every detail of her face and smile, and did not wish to diminish or add anything, but only to repeat it again and again. There was now not a shadow of doubt in his mind as to whether what he had undertaken was right or wrong. Only one terrible doubt sometimes crossed his mind: "Wasn't it all a dream? Isn't Princess Mary mistaken? Am I not too conceited and self-confident? I believe all this- and suddenly Princess Mary will tell her, and she will be sure to smile and say: 'How strange! He must be deluding himself. Doesn't he know that he is a man, just a man, while I...? I am something altogether different and higher.'",ĦĦĦĦ"I don't know," answered the child.,ĦĦĦĦThe oasis of the Otradnoe covert came in sight a few hundred yards off, the huntsmen were already nearing it. Rostov, having finally settled with "Uncle" where they should set on the hounds, and having shown Natasha where she was to stand- a spot where nothing could possibly run out- went round above the ravine.,,GUARDS patrol on horseback. Heywood turns up a rocky chunk,,ĦĦĦĦDolokhov put away the money, called a footman whom he ordered to bring something for them to eat and drink before the journey, and went into the room where Khvostikov and Makarin were sitting.,ĦĦĦĦThe husband was both master and mistress.!
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,ĦĦĦĦLike all men who have grown up in society, Prince Andrew liked meeting someone there not of the conventional society stamp. And such was Natasha, with her surprise, her delight, her shyness, and even her mistakes in speaking French. With her he behaved with special care and tenderness, sitting beside her and talking of the simplest and most unimportant matters; he admired her shy grace. In the middle of the cotillion, having completed one of the figures, Natasha, still out of breath, was returning to her seat when another dancer chose her. She was tired and panting and evidently thought of declining, but immediately put her hand gaily on the man's shoulder, smiling at Prince Andrew.,ĦĦĦĦThe doctor seemed tired and in a hurry.,,ĦĦĦĦIn the past he had never been able to find that great inscrutable infinite something. He had only felt that it must exist somewhere and had looked for it. In everything near and comprehensible he had only what was limited, petty, commonplace, and senseless. He had equipped himself with a mental telescope and looked into remote space, where petty worldliness hiding itself in misty distance had seemed to him great and infinite merely because it was not clearly seen. And such had European life, politics, Freemasonry, philosophy, and philanthropy seemed to him. But even then, at moments of weakness as he had accounted them, his mind had penetrated to those distances and he had there seen the same pettiness, worldliness, and senselessness. Now, however, he had learned to see the great, eternal, and infinite in everything, and therefore- to see it and enjoy its contemplation- he naturally threw away the telescope through which he had till now gazed over men's heads, and gladly regarded the ever-changing, eternally great, unfathomable, and infinite life around him. And the closer he looked the more tranquil and happy he became. That dreadful question, "What for?" which had formerly destroyed all his mental edifices, no longer existed for him. To that question, "What for?" a simple answer was now always ready in his soul: "Because there is a God, that God without whose will not one hair falls from a man's head."...,.