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  Natasha glanced at her ironically without knowing why.,  And turning to Madame Hucheloup, he added:--,  Paulucci and Michaud both attacked Wolzogen simultaneously in French. Armfeldt addressed Pfuel in German. Toll explained to Volkonski in Russian. Prince Andrew listened and observed in silence..^Of course we still want to know you! ̄ Harry said, staring at Hagrid. ^You don't think anything that Skeeter cow - sorry, Professor, ̄ he added quickly, looking at Dumbledore. ,There is a kind of followers likewise, which are dangerous, being indeed ,  He ascended an incline, stopped, looked about him, and advanced to where the screen of trees was less dense. On reaching a large oak tree that had not yet shed its leaves, he stopped and beckoned mysteriously to them with his hand.!  An armed throng was passing, and a terrified throng looked on.;
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  The doctor came every day, felt her pulse, looked at her tongue, and regardless of her grief-stricken face joked with her. But when he had gone into another room, to which the countess hurriedly followed him, he assumed a grave air and thoughtfully shaking his head said that though there was danger, he had hopes of the effect of this last medicine and one must wait and see, that the malady was chiefly mental, but... And the countess, trying to conceal the action from herself and from him, slipped a gold coin into his hand and always returned to the patient with a more tranquil mind.;...! ,,^You won't? ̄ said Voldemort quietly, and the Death Eaters were not laughing now. ^You won't say no? Harry, obedience is a virtue I need to teach you before you die.´Perhaps another little dose of pain? ̄ .He turned the mirror over. There on the reverse side was a scribbled note from Sirius.,and not of Magnus. And it hath been noted, that those that ascribe openly too much to their own wisdom, and policy, end unfortunate. It is written, that ;,  As for the affair with Little Gervais, the counsel need not discuss it; it did not enter into the case..

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  From this he had drawn the inference that this person, once in the forest, had dug a hole with his pick, buried the coffer, and reclosed the hole with his shovel.,LastIndexNext,  All night long I have seen white things, and persons who smiled at me. When Monsieur le Docteur pleases, he shall bring me Cosette. I have no longer any fever; I am well.,  Natasha set to work to effect a reconciliation, and so far succeeded that Nicholas received a promise from his mother that Sonya should not be troubled, while he on his side promised not to undertake anything without his parents' knowledge.,  Then he began to pace up and down the room, listened at the corridor, walked on again, then listened once more..,Five hundred yards. The length of five football fields. Just shy of half a mile..  It seemed to him, that if he turned his head, he should see that form following him with great strides and waving its arms.!

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;  To be in prison for one crime is no reason for not beginning on another crime.,,...,  No one in the house sent people about or gave them as much trouble as Natasha did. She could not see people unconcernedly, but had to send them on some errand. She seemed to be trying whether any of them would get angry or sulky with her; but the serfs fulfilled no one's orders so readily as they did hers. "What can I do, where can I go?" thought she, as she went slowly along the passage.,LastIndexNext,  "I don't understand your why, Count," she continued, "but it's hard for me... I confess it. For some reason you wish to deprive me of our former friendship. And that hurts me." There were tears in her eyes and in her voice. "I have had so little happiness in life that every loss is hard for me to bear.... Excuse me, good-by!" and suddenly she began to cry and was hurrying from the room....

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  It was simple and withering.,  The birds take liberties with the mannikin, foul creatures alight upon it, the bourgeois laugh at it....  "Oh!" murmured Marius, "how beautiful you are!, .LastIndexNext,  All that day the hounds remained at home. It was frosty and the air was sharp, but toward evening the sky became overcast and it began to thaw. On the fifteenth, when young Rostov, in his dressing gown, looked out of the window, he saw it was an unsurpassable morning for hunting: it was as if the sky were melting and sinking to the earth without any wind. The only motion in the air was that of the dripping, microscopic particles of drizzling mist. The bare twigs in the garden were hung with transparent drops which fell on the freshly fallen leaves. The earth in the kitchen garden looked wet and black and glistened like poppy seed and at a short distance merged into the dull, moist veil of mist. Nicholas went out into the wet and muddy porch. There was a smell of decaying leaves and of dog. Milka, a black-spotted, broad-haunched bitch with prominent black eyes, got up on seeing her master, stretched her hind legs, lay down like a hare, and then suddenly jumped up and licked him right on his nose and mustache. Another borzoi, a dog, catching sight of his master from the garden path, arched his back and, rushing headlong toward the porch with lifted tail, began rubbing himself against his legs.!

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  "Is this reality?" Then she felt of the dear paper within her bosom under her gown, she pressed it to her heart, she felt its angles against her flesh; and if Jean Valjean had seen her at the moment, he would have shuddered in the presence of that luminous and unknown joy, which overflowed from beneath her eyelids.--"Oh yes!" she thought, "it is certainly he! This comes from him, and is for me!"...  He would have slipped through our fingers! It was my beard that saved us! my romantic beard! my pretty little romantic beard!",  Fortunately, God knows where to find the soul again. Fantine was laid in the shade, among the first bones that came to hand; she was subjected to the promiscuousness of ashes. She was thrown into the public grave.,Murder.;CHAPTER II . ...  He could not manage to see anything distinctly....  He was seen to run out along the yard: on arriving at the point, he fastened the rope which he had brought to it, and allowed the other end to hang down, then he began to descend the rope, hand over hand, and then,--and the anguish was indescribable,--instead of one man suspended over the gulf, there were two.,  Cosette, without troubling herself to understand anything, was inexpressibly happy with that doll and that kind man.!  "Don't speak to me of that! What can I do?" said he. "I tell you I am madly, madly, in love with you! Is it my fault that you are enchanting?... It's our turn to begin.";

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