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from two observers who might have been, one in the Rue Polonceau, the other in the Rue Droit-Mur.,...so do the bullets. Norton is riveted to the door. For every key, he loads another bullet. Methodical and grim. He gets the final bullet in just as the right key slams home. The door bursts open. Men muscle in. Somebody SHOUTS. Troopers dive in all directions as Norton raises the gun --!.!¡¡¡¡What have you come here for, since it's a biscuit? I told Magnon so.;man will reserve to himself liberty either to disavow, or to expound. In choice of ,LastIndex,¡¡¡¡It was there, that, about 1829, was committed that mysterious assassination, called "The assassination of the Fontainebleau barrier," whose authors justice was never able to discover; a melancholy problem which has never been elucidated, a frightful enigma which has never been unriddled.;
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¡¡¡¡"Good morning, Monsieur.",¡¡¡¡Each historian, according to his view of what constitutes a nation's progress, looks for these conditions in the greatness, wealth, freedom, or enlightenment of citizens of France or some other country. But not to mention the historians' contradictions as to the nature of this program- or even admitting that some one general program of these conditions exists- the facts of history almost always contradict that theory. If the conditions under which power is entrusted consist in the wealth, freedom, and enlightenment of the people, how is it that Louis XIV and Ivan the Terrible end their reigns tranquilly, while Louis XVI and Charles I are executed by their people? To this question historians reply that Louis XIV's activity, contrary to the program, reacted on Louis XVI. But why did it not react on Louis XIV or on Louis XV- why should it react just on Louis XVI? And what is the time limit for such reactions? To these questions there are and can be no answers. Equally little does this view explain why for several centuries the collective will is not withdrawn from certain rulers and their heirs, and then suddenly during a period of fifty years is transferred to the Convention, to the Directory, to Napoleon, to Alexander, to Louis XVIII, to Napoleon again, to Charles X, to Louis Philippe, to a Republican government, and to Napoleon III. When explaining these rapid transfers of the people's will from from one individual to another, especially in view of international relations, conquests, and alliances, the historians are obliged to admit that some of these transfers are not normal delegations of the people's will but are accidents dependent on cunning, on mistakes, on craft, or on the weakness of a diplomatist, a ruler, or a party leader. So that the greater part of the events of history- civil wars, revolutions, and conquests- are presented by these historians not as the results of free transferences of the people's will, but as results of the ill-directed will of one or more individuals, that is, once again, as usurpations of power. And so these historians also see and admit historical events which are exceptions to the theory....¡¡¡¡Marius, who had emerged from the Rue Plumet by the boulevard, traversed the Esplanade and the bridge of the Invalides, the Champs Elysees, the Place Louis XV., and reached the Rue de Rivoli. The shops were open there, the gas was burning under the arcades, women were making their purchases in the stalls, people were eating ices in the Cafe Laiter, and nibbling small cakes at the English pastry-cook's shop.,BOOK TEN: 1812,Jesus, Andy. I couldn't hack it on the outside. Been in here too long.,LastIndexNext,¡¡¡¡"Ah, we were friends," said Kutuzov cheerfully. "All right, all right, friend, stay here at the staff and tomorrow we'll have a talk."; Find out more.
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¡¡¡¡"You are small," said Enjolras, "you will not be seen..¡¡¡¡M. Leblanc obeyed..BOOK FIRST.-WATERLOO,¡¡¡¡The transports, ammunition-wagons, the baggage-wagons, the wagons filled with wounded, on perceiving that the French were gaining ground and approaching the forest, rushed headlong thither.,¡¡¡¡I want to hear them sing and make them dance.",¡°'Lo,¡± he said in a very hoarse voice. ,Hermione looked severely over at him too. ¡°I'd have thought you'd be doing something constructive, Harry, even if you don't want to learn your antidotes!¡± ,Harry raised his eyebrows....Find out more.
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¡¡¡¡As he had guessed, there stood a building whose roof started from the top of the wooden barricade and descended to within a very short distance of the ground, with a gentle slope which grazed the linden-tree. A lucky circumstance, , ...¡¡¡¡Two wheels make a pair..¡¡¡¡"Yes."!¡®Yeah, he did hate it!¡¯ said Harry, his voice cracking, turning his back on Dumbledore and walking away. The sun was bright inside the room now and the eyes of all the portraits followed him as he walked, without realising what he was doing, without seeing the office at all. ¡®You made him stay shut up in that house and he hated it, that's why he wanted to get out last night¡ª¡¯.¡¡¡¡The reader will be grateful to us if we pass rapidly over the sad details.,¡¡¡¡  Chien, dog, trigger.....
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,¡¡¡¡"You're not the same at all," he said.,;¡¡¡¡Of love itself he had lost the instincts and the sudden illuminations.,!¡¡¡¡But the countess did not want the question put like that: she did not want a sacrifice from her son, she herself wished to make a sacrifice for him..¡¡¡¡The civilizations of India, of Chaldea, of Persia, of Syria, of Egypt, have disappeared one after the other.,¡¡¡¡There comes an hour, nevertheless, when the gale breaks that sixty-foot yard like a straw, when the wind bends that mast four hundred feet tall, when that anchor, which weighs tens of thousands, is twisted in the jaws of the waves like a fisherman's hook in the jaws of a pike, when those monstrous cannons utter plaintive and futile roars, which the hurricane bears forth into the void and into night, when all that power and all that majesty are engulfed in a power and majesty which are superior.,¡°Can you buy these as pets, Hagrid?¡± he asked excitedly as his niffler dived back into the soil, splattering his robes. .
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¡¡¡¡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....¡¡¡¡"Hougomont," said the peasant woman.!? Leo Tolstoy,¡¡¡¡"You are always too good to me, Monsieur Jondrette!"; ;¡¡¡¡They fired from one gate to the other.,¡¡¡¡The countess was lying in an armchair in a strange and awkward position, stretching out and beating her head against the wall. Sonya and the maids were holding her arms.,¡¡¡¡At midnight dancing was still going on. Helene, not having a suitable partner, herself offered to dance the mazurka with Boris. They were the third couple. Boris, coolly looking at Helene's dazzling bare shoulders which emerged from a dark, gold-embroidered, gauze gown, talked to her of old acquaintances and at the same time, unaware of it himself and unnoticed by others, never for an instant ceased to observe the Emperor who was in the same room. The Emperor was not dancing, he stood in the doorway, stopping now one pair and now another with gracious words which he alone knew how to utter..
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¡¡¡¡Let us state at once, that this trunk never quitted him more. He always had it in his chamber.;¡°I knew I could do it this time,¡± said Harry, ¡°because I'd already done it¡ Does that make sense?¡± ,...¡¡¡¡He re-entered the council-chamber. The first thing he caught sight of was the knob of the door.,,¡¡¡¡As at Brienne, he had over his head the shriek of the bullets and of the heavy artillery. Mouldy cannon-balls, old sword-blades, and shapeless projectiles, eaten up with rust, were picked up at the spot where his horse' feet stood.,¡¡¡¡But the father, the realities, that lair, the ruffians, that adventure, to what purpose?,¡¡¡¡These were two Frenchmen who had been hiding in the forest. They came up to the fire, hoarsely uttering something in a language our soldiers did not understand. One was taller than the other; he wore an officer's hat and seemed quite exhausted. On approaching the fire he had been going to sit down, but fell. The other, a short sturdy soldier with a shawl tied round his head, was stronger. He raised his companion and said something, pointing to his mouth. The soldiers surrounded the Frenchmen, spread a greatcoat on the ground for the sick man, and brought some buckwheat porridge and vodka for both of them..