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,CHAPTER IV !.  The invisible police of the insurrection were on the watch everywhere, and maintained order, that is to say, night.,  On the one side reflection shows that the expression of a man's will- his words- are only part of the general activity expressed in an event, as for instance in a war or a revolution, and so without assuming an incomprehensible, supernatural force- a miracle- one cannot admit that words can be the immediate cause of the movements of millions of men. On the other hand, even if we admitted that words could be the cause of events, history shows that the expression of the will of historical personages does not in most cases produce any effect, that is to say, their commands are often not executed, and sometimes the very opposite of what they order occurs.;  "Good-by, dear niece," his voice called out of the darkness- not the voice Natasha had known previously, but the one that had sung As 'twas growing dark last night.!  But after Bennigsen's departure, the Grand Duke Tsarevich Constantine Pavlovich joined the army. He had taken part in the beginning of the campaign but had subsequently been removed from the army by Kutuzov. Now having come to the army, he informed Kutuzov of the Emperor's displeasure at the poor success of our forces and the slowness of their advance. The Emperor intended to join the army personally in a few days' time.;  Bahorel dashed upon the first municipal guard who was entering, and killed him on the spot with a blow from his gun; the second killed Bahorel with a blow from his bayonet.,  THE CHAIN-GANG.

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...  "I know! I know that feeling," said Nicholas. "But I mustn't go there- those stockings are to be a surprise for me.",  An escape had been planned between Babet, Brujon, Guelemer, and Thenardier, although Thenardier was in close confinement. Babet had arranged the matter for his own benefit, on the same day, as the reader has seen from Montparnasse's account to Gavroche. Montparnasse was to help them from outside.,  But her maternity stopped short with her daughters, and, as we shall see, did not extend to boys.,  At the first sound of trampling hoofs and shouting, Petya lashed his horse and loosening his rein galloped forward, not heeding Denisov who shouted at him. It seemed to Petya that at the moment the shot was fired it suddenly became as bright as noon. He galloped to the bridge. Cossacks were galloping along the road in front of him. On the bridge he collided with a Cossack who had fallen behind, but he galloped on. In front of him soldiers, probably Frenchmen, were running from right to left across the road. One of them fell in the mud under his horse's feet.,.,  "So, you will go?"...

  In this adoration she forgot everything, even the errand with which she was charged.,!  The child sighed as though a load had been lifted from her breast....265 EXT -- PRISON YARD -- DAY (1966) 265,BOOK NINE: 1812...  Sitting at table with the officers and tearing the fat savory mutton with his hands, down which the grease trickled, Petya was in an ecstatic childish state of love for all men, and consequently of confidence that others loved him in the same way.,,  Jean Valjean, armed with his bar of iron, walked slowly up to Fantine's couch.,  They received Pierre in their small, new drawing-room, where it was impossible to sit down anywhere without disturbing its symmetry, neatness, and order; so it was quite comprehensible and not strange that Berg, having generously offered to disturb the symmetry of an armchair or of the sofa for his dear guest, but being apparently painfully undecided on the matter himself, eventually left the visitor to settle the question of selection. Pierre disturbed the symmetry by moving a chair for himself, and Berg and Vera immediately began their evening party, interrupting each other in their efforts to entertain their guest.,;

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  Pierre's confusion had now almost vanished, but at the same time he felt that his freedom had also completely gone. He felt that there was now a judge of his every word and action whose judgment mattered more to him than that of all the rest of the world. As he spoke now he was considering what impression his words would make on Natasha. He did not purposely say things to please her, but whatever he was saying he regarded from her standpoint.,  The municipal guard burst into a laugh and raised his bayonet at the child.;  On the day when their eyes met at last, and said to each other those first, obscure, and ineffable things which the glance lisps, Cosette did not immediately understand.,  The walls are in the death agony, the stones fall; the breaches cry aloud; the holes are wounds; the drooping, quivering trees seem to be making an effort to flee.,  The typhus is a concomitant of triumph. This well was deep, and it was turned into a sepulchre.!To be governed (as we call it) by one, is not safe: for it shows softness, and gives a freedom to scandal and disreputation: for those that would not censure, or speak ill of a man immediately, will talk more boldly of those that are so great with them, and thereby wound their honour. Yet to be distracted with many is worse; for it makes men to be of the last impression, and full of change. To take advice of some few friends is ever honourable; for lookers-on, many times, see more than gamesters; and the vale best discovered! the hill. There is little friendship in the world, and least of all between equals, which was wont to be magnified. That that is, is between superior and inferior, whose fortunes may comprehend, the one the other.,LastIndexNext,  They discourage one with existence.,  THINGS OF THE NIGHT, ;

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  FROM THE RUE PLUMET TO THE QUARTIER SAINT-DENIS.,,  "I saw it pass," said Bigrenaille.,magnanimous, more than tract of years can uphold. As was Sdpio Africanus, of whom Livy saith in effect; ultima prims cedebant.;,LastIndexNext;

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,  Poor old man, with a perfectly new heart!...,`Aaaaaah ... did you love him, little baby Potter?¨!  It bears the date of July 25, 1823..  But those glances expressed something more: they said that she had played her part in life, that what they now saw was not her whole self, that we must all become like her, and that they were glad to yield to her, to restrain themselves for this once precious being formerly as full of life as themselves, but now so much to be pitied. "Memento mori," said these glances.;,^Bone of the father, unknowingly given, you will renew your son! ̄ ...

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