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Chapter 12
Authors: Austen Jane
Published: December 2020

Charlotte had been ten days at Sanditon without seeing Sanditon House, every attempt at calling on Lady Denham having been defeated by meeting with her beforehand. But now it was to be more resolutely undertaken, at a more early hour, that nothing might be...
Chapter XXII: Present, Past—and Future?
Authors: Hope Anthony
Published: December 2020

The details of my return home can have but little interest. I went straight to the Tyrol and spent a quiet fortnight—mostly on my back, for a severe chill developed itself; and I was also the victim of a nervous reaction, which made me...
The Workshop
Authors: Eliot George
Published: December 2020

With a single drop of ink for a mirror, the Egyptian sorcerer* undertakes to reveal to any chance comer far-reaching visions of the past. This is what I undertake to do for you, reader. With this drop of ink at the end...
Church
Authors: Eliot George
Published: December 2020

“Hetty, Hetty, don’t you know church begins at two, and it’s gone half after one a’ready? Have you got nothing better to think on this good Sunday, as poor old Thias Bede’s to be put into the ground, and him drownded i’ th’...
Adam Visits The Hall Farm
Authors: Eliot George
Published: December 2020

Adam came back from his work in the empty waggon; that was why he had changed his clothes, and was ready to set out to the Hall Farm when it still wanted a quarter to seven.

“What’s thee got thy Sunday cloose on for?” said...
The Dance
Authors: Eliot George
Published: December 2020

Arthur had chosen the entrance-hall for the ball-room: very wisely, for no other room could have been so airy, or would have had the advantage of the wide doors opening into the garden, as well as a ready entrance into the other rooms. To...
A Crisis
Authors: Eliot George
Published: December 2020

It was beyond the middle of August—nearly three weeks after the birthday feast. The reaping of the wheat had begun in our north midland county of Loamshire, but the harvest was likely still to be retarded by the heavy rains, which were causing inundations...
The Journey in Despair
Authors: Eliot George
Published: December 2020

Hetty was too ill through the rest of that day for any questions to be addressed to her—too ill even to think with any distinctness of the evils that were to come. She only felt that all her hope was crushed, and that instead...
Arthur’s Return
Authors: Eliot George
Published: December 2020

When Arthur Donnithorne landed at Liverpool, and read the letter from his aunt Lydia, briefly announcing his grandfather’s death, his first feeling was, “Poor grandfather! I wish I could have got to him to be with him when he died. He might have felt...
The Last Moment
Authors: Eliot George
Published: December 2020

It was a sight that some people remembered better even than their own sorrows—the sight in that grey clear morning, when the fatal cart with the two young women in it was descried by the waiting watching multitude, cleaving its way towards the hideous...
The Meeting on the Hill
Authors: Eliot George
Published: December 2020

Adam understood Dinah’s haste to go away, and drew hope rather than discouragement from it. She was fearful lest the strength of her feeling towards him should hinder her from waiting and listening faithfully for the ultimate guiding voice from within.

“I wish I’d asked...
Marriage Bells
Authors: Eliot George
Published: December 2020

In little more than a month after that meeting on the hill—on a rimy morning in departing November—Adam and Dinah were married.

It was an event much thought of in the village. All Mr Burge’s men had a holiday, and all Mr Poyser’s; and most...
Chapter II: An Interview
Authors: Brontë Anne
Published: December 2020

I Perceive, with joy, my most valued friend, that the cloud of your displeasure has past away; the light of your countenance* blesses me once more, and you desire the continuation of my story: therefore, without more ado, you shall have...
Chapter VI: Progression
Authors: Brontë Anne
Published: December 2020

During the next four months, I did not enter Mrs. Graham’s house, nor she mine; but still, the ladies continued to talk about her, and still, our acquaintance continued, though slowly, to advance. As for their talk, I paid but little attention to that...
Chapter VII: The Excursion
Authors: Brontë Anne
Published: December 2020

Not many days after this, on a mild sunny morning—rather soft under foot; for the last fall of snow was only just wasted away, leaving yet a thin ridge, here and there, lingering on the fresh green grass beneath the hedges; but beside them...
Chapter XVIII: The Miniature
Authors: Brontë Anne
Published: December 2020

August 25th.—I am now quite settled down to my usual routine of steady occupations and quiet amusements—tolerably contented and cheerful, but still looking forward to spring with the hope of returning to town, not for its gaieties and dissipations, but for the chance of...
Chapter XXI: Opinions
Authors: Brontë Anne
Published: December 2020

October 1st.—All is settled now. My father has given his consent, and the time is fixed for Christmas, by a sort of compromise between the respective advocates for hurry and delay. Milicent Hargrave is to be one bridesmaid, and Annabella Wilmot the other—not that...
Chapter XXVI: The Guests
Authors: Brontë Anne
Published: December 2020

Sept. 23rd. Our guests arrived about three weeks ago. Lord and Lady Lowborough have now been married above eight months; and I will do the lady the credit to say that her husband is quite an altered man: his looks, his spirits, and his...
Chapter XXIX: The Neighbour
Authors: Brontë Anne
Published: December 2020

Dec. 25th, 1823. Another year is gone. My little Arthur lives and thrives. He is healthy but not robust, full of gentle playfulness and vivacity, already affectionate, and susceptible of passions and emotions it will be long ere he can find words to express....
Chapter XLIV: The Retreat
Authors: Brontë Anne
Published: December 2020

October 24th.—Thank Heaven, I am free and safe at last!—Early we rose, swiftly and quietly dressed, slowly and stealthily descended to the hall, where Benson stood ready with a light to open the door and fasten it after us. We were obliged to let...
Chapter XLVII: Startling Intelligence
Authors: Brontë Anne
Published: December 2020

One morning, about the beginning of November, while I was inditing some business letters, shortly after breakfast, Eliza Millward came to call upon my sister. Rose had neither the discrimination nor the virulence to regard the little demon as I did, and they still...
Chapter XLVIII: Further Intelligence
Authors: Brontë Anne
Published: December 2020

Five or six days after this, Mr. Lawrence paid us the honour of a call; and when he and I were alone together—which I contrived as soon as possible, by bringing him out to look at my cornstacks—he showed me another letter from his...
Chapter L: Ðoubts and Ðisappointments
Authors: Brontë Anne
Published: December 2020

On reading this, I had no reason to disguise my joy and hope from Frederick Lawrence, for I had none to be ashamed of. I felt no joy but that his sister was at length released from her afflictive, overwhelming toil—no hope but that...
Chapter LI: An Unexpected Occurrence
Authors: Brontë Anne
Published: December 2020

We will now turn to a certain still, cold, cloudy afternoon about the commencement of December, when the first fall of snow lay thinly scattered over the blighted fields and frozen roads, or stored more thickly in the hollows of the deep...
V
Authors: James Henry
Published: December 2020

Ralph Touchett was a philosopher, but nevertheless he knocked at his mother’s door (at a quarter to seven) with a good deal of eagerness. Even philosophers have their preferences, and it must be admitted that of his progenitors his father ministered most to his...
XI
Authors: James Henry
Published: December 2020

He took a resolve after this not to misinterpret her words even when Miss Stackpole appeared to strike the personal note most strongly. He bethought himself that persons, in her view, were simple and homogeneous organisms, and that he, for his own part, was...
XIV
Authors: James Henry
Published: December 2020

Miss Stackpole would have prepared to start immediately; but Isabel, as we have seen, had been notified that Lord Warburton would come again to Gardencourt, and she believed it her duty to remain there and see him. For four or five days he had...
XLI
Authors: James Henry
Published: December 2020

Osmond touched on this matter that evening for the first time; coming very late into the drawing-room, where she was sitting alone. They had spent the evening at home, and Pansy had gone to bed; he himself had been sitting since dinner in a...
XLVIII
Authors: James Henry
Published: December 2020

One day, toward the end of February, Ralph Touchett made up his mind to return to England. He had his own reasons for this decision, which he was not bound to communicate; but Henrietta Stackpole, to whom he mentioned his intention, flattered herself that...
LII
Authors: James Henry
Published: December 2020

There was a train for Turin and Paris that evening; and after the Countess had left her Isabel had a rapid and decisive conference with her maid, who was discreet, devoted and active. After this she thought (except of her journey) only of one...
The Editor’s Narrative
Authors: Hogg James
Published: December 2020

It appears from tradition, as well as some parish registers still extant, that the lands of Dalcastle (or Dalchastel,* as it is often spelled) were possessed by a family of the name of Colwan, about one hundred and fifty years ago, and...
Introduction
Authors: Darwin Charles
Published: December 2020

When on board HMS Beagle, as naturalist, I was much struck with certain facts in the distribution of the inhabitants of South America, and in the geological relations of the present to the past inhabitants of that continent. These facts seemed to...
Variation Under Nature
Authors: Darwin Charles
Published: December 2020

Variability—Individual differences—Doubtful species—Wide ranging, much diffused, and common species vary most—Species of the larger genera in any country vary more than the species of the smaller genera—Many of the species of the larger genera resemble varieties in being very closely, but unequally, related to each...
Instinct
Authors: Darwin Charles
Published: December 2020

Instincts comparable with habits, but different in their origin—Instincts graduated—Aphides and ants—Instincts variable—Domestic instincts, their origin—Natural instincts of the cuckoo, ostrich, and parasitic bees—Slave-making-ants—Hive-bee, its cell-making instinct—Difficulties on the theory of the Natural Selection of instincts—Neuter or sterile insects—Summary.

The subject of instinct might...
hybridism
Authors: Darwin Charles
Published: December 2020

Distinction between the sterility of first crosses and of hybrids—Sterility various in degree, not universal, affected by close interbreeding, removed by domestication—Laws governing the sterility of hybrids—Sterility not a special endowment, but incidental on other differences—Causes of the sterility of first crosses and of hybrids—Parallelism...
Geographical Distribution
Authors: Darwin Charles
Published: December 2020

Present distribution cannot be accounted for by differences in physical conditions—Importance of barriers—Affinity of the productions of the same continent—Centres of creation—Means of dispersal, by changes of climate and of the level of the land, and by occasional means—Dispersal during the Glacial period co-extensive with...
Geographical Distribution—Continued
Authors: Darwin Charles
Published: December 2020

Distribution of fresh-water productions—On the inhabitants of oceanic islands—Absence of Batrachians and of terrestrial Mammals—On the relation of the inhabitants of islands to those of the nearest mainland—On colonisation from the nearest source with subsequent modification—Summary of the last and present chapters.

As lakes and...
The Deputy Procureur
Authors: Dumas Alexandre
Published: December 2020

In one of the large aristocratic mansions, situated in the Rue du Grand Cours, opposite the fountain of Medusa, a second marriage-feast was being celebrated, almost at the same hour as the ill-fated nuptial repast given by Dantès.

In this case, however, although the occasion...
A Learned Italian
Authors: Dumas Alexandre
Published: December 2020

Rushing towards the friend so long and ardently desired, Dantès almost carried him towards the window, in order to obtain a better view of his features by the aid of the imperfect light that struggled through the grating of his prison.

He was a man...
The Treasure
Authors: Dumas Alexandre
Published: December 2020

When Dantès returned next morning to the cell of his companion in captivity, he found Faria seated and looking composed. In the ray of light which entered by the narrow window of his cell, he held open in his left hand, of which alone,...
The Cemetery of the Château d’If
Authors: Dumas Alexandre
Published: December 2020

On the bed, at full length, and faintly lit by the pale ray that entered by the window, was visible a sack of coarse cloth, under the large folds of which were stretched a long and stiffened form; it was Faria’s last winding-sheet—a winding-sheet...
The Tale
Authors: Dumas Alexandre
Published: December 2020

‘First, sir,’ said Caderousse, ‘you must make me a promise.’

‘What is it?’ inquired the abbé.

‘That if you ever make use of the details I am about to give you, you will never let any one know that it was I who...
The Fifth of September
Authors: Dumas Alexandre
Published: December 2020

The delay granted by the agent of the house of Thomson and French, at the moment when Morrel expected it least, appeared to the poor shipowner one of those returns of good fortune which announce to a man that fate is at length weary...
The Rendezvous
Authors: Dumas Alexandre
Published: December 2020

Albert’s first words to his friend the following morning contained a request that Franz would accompany him to visit the count; true, he had warmly and energetically thanked him the previous evening, but services such as he had rendered could never be too often...
The Vendetta
Authors: Dumas Alexandre
Published: December 2020

‘From what point shall I commence my story, M. le Comte?’ asked Bertuccio.

‘From where you please,’ returned Monte Cristo, ‘since I know nothing of it.’

‘I thought M. l’Abbé Busoni had told your excellency.’

‘Some particulars, doubtless; but that is seven or eight...
The Telegraph
Authors: Dumas Alexandre
Published: December 2020

M. and
Madame
De
Villefort found on their return that the Count of Monte Cristo, who had come to visit them in their absence, had been shown into the drawing-room, and was still awaiting them there. Madame de Villefort, who had not yet...
A Conjugal Scene
Authors: Dumas Alexandre
Published: December 2020

At the Place Louis XV the three young people separated,—that is to say, Morrel went to the Boulevards, Château-Renaud to the Pont de la Révolution, and Debray to the Quai. Most probably Morrel and Château-Renaud returned to their ‘domestic hearths,’ as they say in...
The Office of the Procureur du Roi
Authors: Dumas Alexandre
Published: December 2020

Let us leave the banker driving his horses at full tilt and follow Madame Danglars in her morning excursion. We have said that, at half-past twelve, Madame Danglars had ordered her horses and left home in the carriage. She made towards the Faubourg Saint-Germain,...
The Father and Daughter
Authors: Dumas Alexandre
Published: December 2020

We have seen in a preceding chapter Madame Danglars coming formally to announce to Madame de Villefort the approaching marriage of Eugénie Danglars and M. Andrea Cavalcanti. This announcement which implied, or appeared to imply, a resolution taken by all the parties concerned in...
Maximilian
Authors: Dumas Alexandre
Published: December 2020

Villefort rose, half ashamed of being found in such a paroxysm of grief. The terrible office he had held for twenty-five years had succeeded in making him more or less than a man. His glance, at first wandering, fixed itself upon Morrel.

‘Who are you,...
The Assizes
Authors: Dumas Alexandre
Published: December 2020

The Benedetto affair, as it was called in the Palais, and by people in general, had produced a tremendous sensation. Frequenting the Café de Paris, the Boulevard de Gand,* and the Bois de Boulogne, during his brief career of splendour, the false...
Chapter XIV
Authors: Dickens Charles
Published: December 2020

It is a most miserable thing to feel ashamed of home. There may be black ingratitude in the thing, and the punishment may be retributive and well deserved; but, that it is a miserable thing, I can testify.

Home had never been a very...
Chapter XVIII
Authors: Dickens Charles
Published: December 2020

It was in the fourth year of my apprenticeship to Joe, and it was a Saturday night. There was a group assembled round the fire at the Three Jolly Bargemen, attentive to Mr. Wopsle as he read the newspaper aloud. Of that group...
Chapter V
Authors: Dickens Charles
Published: December 2020

After two or three days, when I had established myself in my room and had gone backwards and forwards to London several times, and had ordered all I wanted of my tradesmen, Mr. Pocket and I had a long talk together. He knew more...
Chapter VI
Authors: Dickens Charles
Published: December 2020

Bentley
Drummle, who was so sulky a fellow that he even took up a book as if its writer had done him an injury, did not take up an acquaintance in a more agreeable spirit. Heavy in figure, movement, and comprehension—in the sluggish complexion...
Chapter XII
Authors: Dickens Charles
Published: December 2020

On our arrival in Denmark,* we found the king and queen of that country elevated in two arm-chairs on a kitchen-table, holding a Court. The whole of the Danish nobility were in attendance; consisting of a noble boy in the wash-leather boots...
Chapter XVIII
Authors: Dickens Charles
Published: December 2020

Deeming Sunday the best day for taking Mr. Wemmick’s Walworth sentiments, I devoted the next ensuing Sunday afternoon to a pilgrimage to the Castle. On arriving before the battlements, I found the Union Jack flying and the drawbridge up; but undeterred by this show...
Chapter II
Authors: Dickens Charles
Published: December 2020

In vain should I attempt to describe the astonishment and disquiet of Herbert, when he and I and Provis sat down before the fire, and I recounted the whole of the secret. Enough, that I saw my own feelings reflected in Herbert’s face, and,...
Chapter IX
Authors: Dickens Charles
Published: December 2020

The second of the two meetings referred to in the last chapter, occurred about a week after the first. I had again left my boat at the wharf below Bridge; the time was an hour earlier in the afternoon; and, undecided where to dine,...
Chapter XIV
Authors: Dickens Charles
Published: December 2020

It was a dark night, though the full moon rose as I left the enclosed lands, and passed out upon the marshes. Beyond their dark line there was a ribbon of clear sky, hardly broad enough to hold the red large moon. In a...
Chapter XIX
Authors: Dickens Charles
Published: December 2020

The tidings of my high fortunes having had a heavy fall, had got down to my native place and its neighbourhood, before I got there. I found the Blue Boar in possession of the intelligence, and I found that it made a great change...
6
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

The rustle of a woman’s dress was heard in the next room. Prince Andrei shook himself as if waking up, and his face assumed the look it had had in Anna Pavlovna’s drawing-room. Pierre removed his feet from the sofa. The princess came in....
13
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Pierre, after all, had not managed to choose a career for himself in Petersburg, and had been expelled from there for riotous conduct and sent to Moscow. The story told about him at Count Rostov’s was true. Pierre had taken part in tying a...
15
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Countess
Rostova, with her daughters and a large number of guests, was already seated in the drawing-room. The count took the gentlemen into his study, and showed them his choice collection of Turkish pipes. From time to time he went out to ask: ‘Hasn’t...
21
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

There was now no one in the reception-room except Prince Vasili and the eldest princess, who were sitting under the portrait of Catherine the Great and talking eagerly. As soon as they saw Pierre and his companion they became silent, and Pierre thought he...
22
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

At Bald Hills, Prince Nikolai Andreevich Bolkonsky’s estate, the arrival of young Prince Andrei and his wife was daily expected, but this expectation did not upset the regular routine of life in the old prince’s household. General-in-Chief* Prince Nikolai Andreevich (nicknamed in...
2
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

‘He’s coming!’ shouted the signaller at that moment.

The regimental commander, flushing, ran to his horse, seized the stirrup with trembling hands, threw his body across the saddle, righted himself, drew his sabre, and with a happy and resolute countenance, opening his...
10
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Prince
Andrei stayed at Brünn with Bilibin, a Russian acquaintance of his in the diplomatic service.

‘Ah, my dear Prince! I could not have a more welcome visitor,’ said Bilibin as he came out to meet Prince Andrei. ‘Franz, put the prince’s things in my...
11
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Next day he woke late. Recalling his recent impressions the first thought that came into his mind was that today he had to be presented to the Emperor Francis; he remembered the Minister of War, the polite Austrian adjutant, Bilibin, and last night’s conversation....
12
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

At the levee Prince Andrei stood among the Austrian officers as he had been told to, and the Emperor Francis merely looked fixedly into his face and just nodded to him with his long head. But after it was over the adjutant he had...
13
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

That same night, having taken leave of the Minister of War, Bolkonsky set off to rejoin the army, not knowing where he would find it and running the risk of being captured by the French on the way to Krems.

In Brünn everybody attached to...
17
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Mounting his horse again Prince Andrei lingered with the battery, looking at the puff from the gun that had sent the ball. His eyes ran rapidly over the wide space, but he only saw that the hitherto motionless masses of the French now swayed,...
4
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

When Princess Marya came down, Prince Vasili and his son were already in the drawing-room talking to the little princess and Mademoiselle Bourienne. When she entered with her heavy step, treading on her heels, the gentlemen and Mademoiselle Bourienne rose and the little princess,...
7
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

On the 12th of November Kutuzov’s active army, in camp before Olmütz, was preparing to be reviewed next day by the two Emperors—the Russian and the Austrian. The Guards, just arrived from Russia, spent the night ten miles from Olmütz, and next morning were...
10
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

At dawn on the 16th of November Denisov’s squadron, in which Nikolai Rostov served and which was in Prince Bagration’s detachment, moved from the place where it had spent the night, advancing into action as arranged, and after going behind other columns for about...
15
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

At eight o’clock Kutuzov rode to Pratzen at the head of the fourth column, Miloradovich’s, the one that was to take the place of Przebyszewski’s and Langeron’s columns which had already gone down into the valley. He greeted the men of the foremost regiment...
18
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Rostov had been ordered to look for Kutuzov and the Emperor near the village of Pratzen. But neither they nor a single commanding officer was there, only disorganized crowds of troops of various kinds. He urged on his already weary horse to get quickly...
3
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

On that 3rd of March all the rooms in the English Club were filled with a hum of conversation, like the hum of bees swarming in spring-time. The members and guests of the club wandered hither and thither, sat, stood, met, and separated, some...
4
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Pierre sat opposite Dolokhov and Nikolai Rostov. As usual he ate and drank much and eagerly. But those who knew him intimately noticed that some great change had come over him that day. He was silent all through dinner and looked about, blinking and...
5
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

The day after he had been received into the Lodge Pierre was sitting at home reading a book and trying to fathom the significance of the Square, one side of which symbolized God, another moral things, a third physical things, and the fourth a...
12
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

In the evening Andrei and Pierre got into an open carriage and drove to Bald Hills. Prince Andrei, glancing at Pierre, broke the silence now and then with remarks which showed that he was in a good temper.

Pointing to the fields, he spoke of...
13
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

It was getting dusk when Prince Andrei and Pierre drove up to the front entrance of the house at Bald Hills. As they approached the house Prince Andrei with a smile drew Pierre’s attention to a commotion going on at the back porch. A...
15
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

When returning from his leave Rostov felt for the first time how close was the bond that united him to Denisov and the whole regiment.

On approaching it Rostov felt as he had when approaching his home in Moscow. When he saw the...
17
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

In June the battle of Friedland was fought, in which the Pavlograds did not take part, and after that an armistice was proclaimed. Rostov, who felt his friend’s absence very much, having no news of him since he left and feeling anxious about his...
18
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Going along the corridor the assistant led Rostov to the officers’ wards, consisting of three rooms, the doors of which stood open. There were beds in these rooms and the sick and wounded officers were lying or sitting on them. Some were walking about...
1
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

In 1808 the Emperor Alexander went to Erfurt for a fresh interview with the Emperor Napoleon, and in the upper circles of Petersburg there was much talk of the grandeur of this important meeting.

In 1809 the intimacy between ‘the world’s two arbiters’, as Napoleon...
13
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

One night when the old countess, in night-cap and dressing-jacket, without her false curls, and with her poor little knob of hair showing under her white cotton cap, knelt sighing and groaning on a rug and bowing to the ground in prayer, her door...
14
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

On the 31st of December, New Year’s Eve 1810, le réveillon,1 an old grandee of Catherine’s day was giving a ball and midnight supper. The diplomatic corps and the Emperor himself were to be present.

The grandee’s well-known mansion on the English Quay...
18
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Next day Prince Andrei thought of the ball, but his mind did not dwell on it long. ‘Yes, it was a very brilliant ball,’ and then … ‘Yes, the Rostova girl is very charming. There’s something fresh, unique, un-Petersburg-like about her that distinguishes her.’...
22
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Next day, having been invited by the count, Prince Andrei dined with the Rostovs and spent the rest of the day there.

Everyone in the house realized for whose sake Prince Andrei came, and without concealing it he tried to be with Natasha all day....
4
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

The old count, who had always kept up an enormous hunting establishment but had now handed it all completely over to his son’s care, being in very good spirits on this 15th of September, prepared to go out with the others.

In an hour’s...
7
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Towards evening Ilagin took leave of Nikolai, who found that they were so far from home that he accepted Uncle’s offer that the hunting-party should spend the night in his little village of Mikhailovna.

‘And if you put up at my house that will be...
2
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

At the beginning of winter Prince Nikolai Andreevich Bolkonsky and his daughter moved to Moscow. At that time enthusiasm for the Emperor Alexander’s regime had weakened, and a patriotic and anti-French tendency prevailed there, and this together with his past and his intellect and...
10
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

During the entr’acte a whiff of cold air came into Hélène’s box, the door opened and Anatole entered, stooping and trying not to brush against anyone.

‘Let me introduce my brother to you,’ said Hélène, her eyes shifting uneasily from Natasha to Anatole.

Natasha turned...
12
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

The day after the opera the Rostovs went nowhere and nobody came to see them. Marya Dmitrievna talked to the count about something which they concealed from Natasha. Natasha guessed they were talking about the old prince and planning something, and this disquieted and...
13
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Count
Ilya
Andreich took the girls to Countess Bezukhova’s. There were a good many people there, but nearly all strangers to Natasha. Count Ilya Andreich was displeased to see that the company consisted almost entirely of men and women known for the freedom of...
14
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Morning came with its cares and bustle. Everyone got up and began to move about and talk, dressmakers came again, Marya Dmitrievna appeared, and they were called to breakfast. Natasha kept looking uneasily at everybody with wide-open eyes, as if wishing to intercept every...
19
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

From the day his wife arrived in Moscow Pierre had been intending to go away somewhere, so as not to be near her. Soon after the Rostovs came to Moscow the effect Natasha had on him made him hasten to carry out his intention....
20
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Pierre did not stay for dinner, but left the room and went away at once. He drove through the town seeking Anatole Kuragin, at the thought of whom now the blood rushed to his heart and he felt a difficulty in breathing. He was...
4
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

At two in the morning of the 14th of June the Emperor, having sent for Balashov* and read him his letter to Napoleon, ordered him to take it and hand it personally to the French Emperor. When dispatching Balashov the Emperor repeated...
5
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Davout was to Napoleon what Arakcheev was to Alexander—though not a coward like Arakcheev, he was as precise, as cruel, and as unable to express his devotion to his monarch except by cruelty.

In the organism of States such men are necessary, as wolves are...
7
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

After all that Napoleon had said to him—those bursts of anger and the last dryly spoken words: ‘I will detain you no longer, General; you shall receive my letter,’ Balashov felt convinced that Napoleon would not wish to see him, and would even avoid...
12
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Before the beginning of the campaign Rostov had received a letter from his parents in which they told him briefly of Natasha’s illness and the breaking off of her engagement to Prince Andrei (which they explained as Natasha’s having rejected him) and again asked...
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Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Natasha was calmer but no happier. She not merely avoided all external forms of pleasure—balls, promenades, concerts, and theatres—but she never laughed without a sound of tears in her laughter. She could not sing. As soon as she began to laugh, or tried to...
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Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

From the day when Pierre, after leaving the Rostovs’ with Natasha’s grateful look fresh in his mind, had gazed at the comet that seemed to be fixed in the sky and felt that something new was appearing on his own horizon—from that day the...
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Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Two days later, on the 15th of July, an immense number of carriages were standing outside the Sloboda Palace.

The great halls were full. In the first were the nobility and gentry in their uniforms, in the second bearded merchants in full-skirted coats of blue...
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Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

While this was taking place in Petersburg the French had already passed Smolensk and were drawing nearer and nearer to Moscow. Napoleon’s historian, Thiers, like other of his historians, trying to justify his hero says that he was drawn to the walls of Moscow...
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Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

For a long time that night Princess Marya sat by the open window of her room hearing the sound of the peasants’ voices that reached her from the village, but it was not of them she was thinking. She felt that she could not...
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Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Staggering amid the crush Pierre looked about him.

‘Count Pyotr Kirilych! How did you get here?’ said a voice.

Pierre looked round. Boris Drubetskoy, brushing his knees with his hand (he had probably soiled them when he, too, had knelt before the icon) came up...
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Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

From Gorky Bennigsen descended the high road to the bridge which, when they had looked at it from the hill, the officer had pointed out as being the centre of our position and where rows of fragrant new-mown hay lay by the riverside. They...
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Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

On August 25th, the eve of the battle of Borodino, M. de Beausset, prefect of the French Emperor’s palace, arrived at Napoleon’s quarters at Valuevo with Colonel Fabvier, the former from Paris and the latter from Madrid.

Donning his court uniform, M. de Beausset ordered...
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Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

On returning to Gorky after having seen Prince Andrei, Pierre ordered his groom to get the horses ready and to call him early in the morning, and then immediately fell asleep behind a partition in a corner Boris had given up to him.

Before he...
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Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Having descended the hill the general after whom Pierre was galloping turned sharply to the left, and Pierre, losing sight of him, galloped in among some ranks of infantry marching ahead of him. He tried to pass either in front of them or to...
32
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Beside himself with terror Pierre jumped up and ran back to the battery, as to the only refuge from the horrors that surrounded him.

On entering the earthwork he noticed that there were men doing something there but that no shots were being fired from...
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Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Prince
Andrei’s regiment was among the reserves which till after one o’clock were stationed inactive behind Semyonovsk under heavy artillery fire. Towards two o’clock the regiment, having already lost more than two hundred men, was moved forward into a trampled oatfield in the gap...
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Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

The terrible spectacle of the battlefield covered with dead and wounded, together with the heaviness of his head and the news that some twenty generals he knew personally had been killed or wounded, and the consciousness of the impotence of his once mighty arm,...
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Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

HÉlÈne understood that the question was very simple and easy from the ecclesiastical point of view, and that her directors were making difficulties only because they were apprehensive as to how the matter would be regarded by the secular authorities.

So she decided that...
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Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Before two o’clock in the afternoon the Rostovs’ four carriages, packed full and with the horses harnessed, stood at the front door. One by one the carts with the wounded had moved out of the yard.

The calèche in which Prince Andrei was being taken...
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Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Kutuzov’s order to retreat through Moscow to the Ryazan Road was issued at night on the 1st of September.

The first troops started at once, and during the night they marched slowly and steadily without hurry. At daybreak however those nearing the town at...
26
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Towards four o’clock in the afternoon Murat’s troops were entering Moscow. In front rode a detachment of Würtemberg hussars, and behind them rode the King of Naples himself, accompanied by a numerous suite.

About the middle of the Arbat street, near the Church of the...
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Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Pierre, having decided that until he had carried out his design he would disclose neither his identity nor his knowledge of French, stood at the half-open door of the corridor, intending to conceal himself as soon as the French entered. But the French entered...
29
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

When the French officer went into the room with Pierre the latter again thought it his duty to assure him that he was not French, and wished to go away, but the officer would not hear of it. He was so very polite, amiable,...
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Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Seven days had passed since Prince Andrei found himself in the ambulance station on the field of Borodino. His feverish state and the inflammation of his bowels, which were injured, were in the doctor’s opinion sure to prove fatal. But on the seventh day...
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Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

It is natural for us who were not living in those days to imagine that when half Russia had been conquered and the inhabitants were fleeing to distant provinces, and one levy after another was being raised for the defence of the Fatherland, all...
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Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Sonya’s letter written from Troitsa, which had come as an answer to Nikolai’s prayer, was prompted by this: the thought of getting Nikolai married to an heiress occupied the old countess’s mind more and more. She knew that Sonya was the chief obstacle to...
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Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

When Natasha opened Prince Andrei’s door with a familiar movement and let Princess Marya pass into the room before her, the princess felt the sobs rising in her throat. Hard as she had tried to prepare herself and now tried to remain tranquil, she...
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Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Meanwhile another column was to have attacked the French from the front, but Kutuzov accompanied that column. He well knew that nothing but confusion would come of this battle undertaken against his will, and as far as was in his power held the troops...
15
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

In the early days of October another envoy came to Kutuzov with a letter from Napoleon proposing peace, and falsely dated from Moscow, though Napoleon was already not far from Kutuzov on the old Kaluga road. Kutuzov replied to this letter as he had...
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Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

It was a warm dark autumn night. It had been raining for four days. Having changed horses twice and galloped twenty miles in an hour and a half over a sticky muddy road, Bolkhovitinov reached Litashovka after one o’clock at night. Dismounting at a...
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Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

From the time he received this news to the end of the campaign all Kutuzov’s activity was directed towards restraining his troops, by authority, by guile and by entreaty, from useless attacks, manoeuvres, or encounters with the perishing enemy. Dokhturov went to Malo-Yaroslavets, but...
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Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

A person in motion always devises an aim for that motion. To be able to go a thousand versts he must imagine that something good awaits him at the end of those thousand versts. One must have the prospect of a promised land...
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Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

The rain had stopped, and only the mist was falling and drops from the trees. Denisov, the esaul, and Petya rode silently, following the peasant in the knitted cap who, stepping lightly with out-turned toes and moving noiselessly in his bast shoes over the...
15
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

The stories, the prisoners, and the marshal’s baggage-train, stopped at the village of Shamshevo. The men crowded together round the campfires. Pierre went up to the fire, ate some roast horseflesh, lay down with his back to the fire and immediately fell asleep. He...
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Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

This campaign consisted in a flight of the French during which they did all they could to destroy themselves. From the time they turned onto the Kaluga road to the day their leader fled from the army, none of the movements of the crowd...
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Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

The Fifth Company was bivouacking at the very edge of the forest. A huge camp-fire was blazing brightly in the midst of the snow, lighting up the branches of trees heavy with hoar-frost.

About midnight they heard the sound of steps in the snow of...
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Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

The French army melted away at the uniform rate of a mathematical progression; and that crossing of the Beryozina, about which so much has been written, was only one intermediate stage in its destruction, and not at all the decisive episode of the campaign....
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Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Next day the field-marshal gave a dinner and ball which the Emperor honoured by his presence. Kutuzov had received the Order of St George of the First Class and the Emperor showed him the highest honours, but everyone knew of the Imperial dissatisfaction with...
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Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

As generally happens, Pierre only felt the full effects of the physical privation and strain he had suffered as prisoner after they were over. After his liberation he reached Oryol, and on the third day there, when preparing to go to Kiev, he fell ill...
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Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Natasha’s wedding to Bezukhov, which took place in 1813, was the last happy event in the family of the old Rostovs. Count Ilya Andreevich died that same year, and as always happens, after the father’s death the family group broke up.

The events of the...
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Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Natasha had married in the early spring of 1813, and in 1820 already had three daughters, besides a son for whom she had longed and whom she was now nursing. She had grown stouter and broader, so that it was difficult to recognize the...
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Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Two months previously, when Pierre was already staying with the Rostovs, he had received a letter from Prince Fyodor asking him to come to Petersburg to confer on some important questions that were being discussed there by a society of which Pierre was one...
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Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

When Pierre and his wife entered the drawing-room the countess was in one of her habitual states in which she needed the mental exertion of playing patience, and so—though by force of habit she greeted him with the words she always used when Pierre...
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Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Soon after this the children came in to say goodnight. They kissed everyone, the tutors and governesses made their bows, and they went out. Only Dessalles and his pupil remained. Dessalles whispered to the boy to come downstairs.

‘Non, monsieur Dessalles, je demanderai à...
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Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

A Locomotive is moving. Someone asks: What moves it? A peasant says the devil moves it. Another man says the locomotive moves because its wheels go round. A third asserts that the cause of its movement lies in the smoke which the wind...
Chapter I
Authors: Gaskell Elizabeth
Published: December 2020

When Death is present in a household on a Christmas Day, the very contrast between the time as it now is, and the day as it has often been, gives a poignancy to sorrow,—a more utter blankness to the desolation. James Leigh died just...
Chapter I
Authors: Gaskell Elizabeth
Published: December 2020

Our old Hall is to be pulled down, and they are going to build streets on the site. I said to my sister, ‘Ethelinda!* if they really pull down Morton Hall, it will be a worse piece of work than the Repeal...
Chapter I
Authors: Gaskell Elizabeth
Published: December 2020

Half a life-time ago, there lived in one of the Westmoreland dales a single woman, of the name of Susan Dixon. She was owner of the small farm-house where she resided, and of some thirty or forty acres of land by which it was...
The “Coming Out”
Authors: Brontë Anne
Published: December 2020

At eighteen, Miss Murray was to emerge from the quiet obscurity of the school-room into the full blaze of the fashionable world—as much of it, at least, as could be had out of London, for her papa could not be persuaded to leave his...
The Ball
Authors: Brontë Anne
Published: December 2020

“Now Miss Grey,” exclaimed Miss Murray, immediately as I entered the school-room, after having taken off my out-door garments, upon returning from my four weeks’ recreation, “Now shut the door, and sit down, and I’ll tell you all about the ball.”

“No,—d——it no!” shouted Miss...
The Shower
Authors: Brontë Anne
Published: December 2020

The next visit I paid to Nancy Brown was in the second week in March, for, though I had many spare minutes during the day, I seldom could look upon an hour as entirely my own, since, where everything was left to the caprices...
The Rector
Authors: Brontë Anne
Published: December 2020

The following day was as fine as the preceding one. Soon after breakfast, Miss Matilda, having galloped and blundered through a few unprofitable lessons, and vengeably* thumped the piano for an hour, in a terrible humour with both me and it, because...
The Letter
Authors: Brontë Anne
Published: December 2020

My father’s mortal remains had been consigned to the tomb; and we, with sad faces and sombre garments, sat lingering over the frugal breakfast-table, revolving plans for our future life.

My mother’s strong mind had not given way beneath even this affliction: her spirit, though...
The School
Authors: Brontë Anne
Published: December 2020

I left Horton Lodge, and went to join my mother in our new abode at A——. I found her well in health, resigned in spirit, and even cheerful, though subdued and sober, in her general demeanour. We had only three boarders and half-a-dozen...
The Visit
Authors: Brontë Anne
Published: December 2020

Ashby Park was certainly a very delightful residence. The mansion was stately without, commodious and elegant within, the park was spacious and beautiful—chiefly on account of its magnificent old trees, its stately herds of deer, its broad sheet of water, and the ancient woods...
Chapter I
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

I wish either my father or my mother, or indeed both of them, as they were in duty both equally bound to it, had minded what they were about when they begot me; had they duly consider’d how much depended upon what they...
Chapter XVI
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

My father, as any body may naturally imagine, came down with my mother into the country, in but a pettish kind of a humour. The first twenty or five-and-twenty miles he did nothing in the world but fret and teaze himself, and indeed my...
Chapter XXIV
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

If I was not morally sure that the reader must be out of all patience for my uncle Toby's character,——I would here previously have convinced him, that there is no instrument so fit to draw such a thing with, as that which...