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ĦĦĦĦ"What! so it's that imp!",For the second point; the causes and motives of anger, are chiefly three. First, to .,ĦĦĦĦThenardier recognized him, and understood.,ĦĦĦĦThe doctor who attended Pierre and visited him every day, though he considered it his duty as a doctor to pose as a man whose every moment was of value to suffering humanity, would sit for hours with Pierre telling him his favorite anecdotes and his observations on the characters of his patients in general, and especially of the ladies.,.
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ĦĦĦĦShe held herself as erect, told everyone her opinion as candidly, loudly, and bluntly as ever, and her whole bearing seemed a reproach to others for any weakness, passion, or temptation- the possibility of which she did not admit. From early in the morning, wearing a dressing jacket, she attended to her household affairs, and then she drove out: on holy days to church and after the service to jails and prisons on affairs of which she never spoke to anyone. On ordinary days, after dressing, she received petitioners of various classes, of whom there were always some. Then she had dinner, a substantial and appetizing meal at which there were always three or four guests; after dinner she played a game of boston, and at night she had the newspapers or a new book read to her while she knitted. She rarely made an exception and went out to pay visits, and then only to the most important persons in the town....ĦĦĦĦHe himself seemed aware that his demand was meaningless. So at least it seemed to Princess Mary.!ĦĦĦĦ"Quite beside themselves, Yakov Alpatych; they've fetched another barrel.",ĦĦĦĦPierre smiled absent-mindedly, evidently not grasping what she said.,ĦĦĦĦAfter traversing a hundred paces, skirting a wall of thefifteenth century, surmounted by a pointed gable, with bricks setin contrast, he found himself before a large door of arched stone,with a rectilinear impost, in the sombre style of Louis XIV., flankedby two flat medallions. A severe facade rose above this door;a wall, perpendicular to the facade, almost touched the door,and flanked it with an abrupt right angle. In the meadowbefore the door lay three harrows, through which, in disorder,grew all the flowers of May. The door was closed. The two decrepitleaves which barred it were ornamented with an old rusty knocker.,!
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Changing lives and communities

;ĦĦĦĦ"Whither are you bound, citizen?",.ĦĦĦĦ"Grantaire, you are incapable of believing, of thinking, of willing, of living, and of dying.",ĦĦĦĦ`Ah! this is broken.' After the Revolution of July, one was sensible only of deliverance; after the riots, one was conscious of a catastrophe.;ĦĦĦĦShe had lied twice in succession, one after the other, without hesitation, promptly, as a person does when sacrificing herself.,ĦĦĦĦInstead of an enemy, Nicholas found in Ilagin a stately and courteous gentleman who was particularly anxious to make the young count's acquaintance. Having ridden up to Nicholas, Ilagin raised his beaver cap and said he much regretted what had occurred and would have the man punished who had allowed himself to seize a fox hunted by someone else's borzois. He hoped to become better acquainted with the count and invited him to draw his covert.,ĦĦĦĦIt's getting hot there, it's getting into a little boil, it's simmering....
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Stretching budgets further

ĦĦĦĦ"Enter, my benefactor," repeated Jondrette, rising hastily.,ĦĦĦĦ"Sonya, do you remember?" asked Nicholas.,,ĦĦĦĦ"We don't do the French any harm," said Tikhon, evidently frightened by Denisov's words. "We only fooled about with the lads for fun, you know! We killed a score or so of 'more-orderers,' but we did no harm else...",ĦĦĦĦHe had converted himself into vapor, he had slipped through the handcuffs, he had trickled through the crevices of the carriage, the fiacre was cracked, and he had fled; all that they were able to say was, that on arriving at the prison, there was no Claquesous.,ĦĦĦĦIn Paris, the identity which binds an individual to himself is broken between one street and another.,,,ĦĦĦĦShe opened her eyes, saw him, and said quietly, with a smile:--;
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