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8149A musician like you?
8149After the social revolution?
8149Against me?
8149And all the other men and women do n''t count?
8149And do n''t you ever make mistakes when you go after them?
8149And even if that does happen, is n''t it better to die fighting for the happiness of those one loves than to flicker out in apathy?
8149And she was in Germany, was she not?
8149And you give that sort of thing to the people?
8149And you have come from Germany? 8149 And you have no other work to offer a musician like myself?"
8149And you offer that to me, to me-- me...?
8149Angry? 8149 Antoinette?"
8149Are n''t you well?
8149Are there only women writers in France?
8149As you do? 8149 But against my country?"
8149But for you?
8149But how could you sympathize with me? 8149 But how does that affect you?"
8149But how was it,asked Christophe, who was still inclined to be suspicious,"that they told me just now that Herr Kohn did not belong here?"
8149But is it necessary always to understand each other?
8149But is n''t it true?... 8149 But tell me,"Christophe would ask André Elsberger,"are you in touch with the proletarians of the rest of the nations?"
8149But what can I do?
8149But when one can not do them?
8149But why? 8149 But, in your heart, you had decided?"
8149But,he went on a moment later,"you knew?...
8149Ca n''t you be just to your adversaries?
8149Do n''t they pay you enough?
8149Do you teach them to do evil, then?
8149Do you think I should come to you with weapons concealed about me? 8149 Do you think I''m not competent to do the work?"
8149Dreyfusards?
8149For whose sake? 8149 Have you a good situation?"
8149Have you made treaties, and drawn up a plan?
8149Have you no blood in your veins?
8149How are we to live? 8149 How can a man and a woman live together if they do n''t think the same?"
8149How can you stand such a life? 8149 How do you make your living?"
8149How is it that I do n''t see it then?
8149Is it possible?
8149Is n''t it the common lot? 8149 Is one to lie to one''s neighbor?"
8149Is there enough in it to keep you talking for ten minutes?
8149It''s all very well for you to talk: would you take a woman who did not love music?
8149Lecture on what?
8149My poor dear fellow,said Olivier,"what do you know of France?"
8149My position?
8149Nor for love?
8149Out? 8149 So.... You.... You have come to see me?"
8149Suppose a common enemy were to threaten Europe, would n''t you throw in your lot with the Germans?
8149Teach what?
8149The Republic?
8149The house reeking of filth, the hot dirtiness of it all, the shameful poverty-- how can you bring yourself to come back to it night after night? 8149 The idiots of the market- place?"
8149The revolution?
8149Then you have come to see me because I can be silent?
8149To- morrow?
8149Well,said Christophe,"is that a reason for a Frenchman?"
8149Well: what are they doing?
8149Well: what does that matter?
8149What about Strauss?
8149What can I do?
8149What can we do? 8149 What do you mean?"
8149What do you want? 8149 What do you want?"
8149What does he say about it?
8149What else can one do? 8149 What good is that to other people?"
8149What has it got to do with M. Roussin? 8149 What have I done?"
8149What in thunder is that? 8149 What is it?
8149What is it?
8149What is the matter with you, then?
8149What more do you want?
8149What story?
8149What would have stopped you?
8149What would you have us do? 8149 What''s the good of treaties?
8149What''s the matter with the woman?
8149What''s the matter with you, boy? 8149 What''s the matter with you?
8149What''s this? 8149 What?
8149What?
8149What?
8149What?
8149What?
8149When shall I know?
8149When shall we all be equal, then?
8149When?
8149Where are they?
8149Where did he go?
8149While you are waiting for lessons, would you care to do some work for a music publisher?
8149Who are you screaming at?
8149Who knows?
8149Who?
8149Who?
8149Why do n''t you marry her,asked Christophe,"if you love her and she loves you?"
8149Why do you stay?
8149Why is it impossible?
8149Why is that surprising?
8149Why not? 8149 Why not?"
8149Why should one always be sacrificing one thing for another? 8149 Why?
8149Why? 8149 Why?"
8149With you listening? 8149 Without flinching?
8149Would n''t you much rather have been the Greeks, who are dead, than any of the people who are vegetating nowadays?
8149You are impertinent.... And then, even if it were so, is n''t that the right way to love music?
8149You do n''t know him? 8149 You have written music?
8149You need a great critic, a Lessing, a..."A Boileau?
8149You tell yourself stories? 8149 You think not?"
8149You want me to?... 8149 You would never have come to me?"
8149You''re not angry with me?
8149Your young poet?
8149_ You_ say that? 8149 A few dozen men of letters? 8149 After a moment Olivier, still busy with his own thoughts, said:Are you tired, too, father?"
8149After the first act he turned to Sylvain Kohn, who asked him, with glittering eyes:"Well, old man, what do you think of it?"
8149An ugly husband, eh?"
8149And Christophe asked Olivier:"Where are your people?
8149And Christophe:"What is success to me, now that she is dead?"
8149And are you even sure that the worms have not crept into your building- yard?"
8149And he said:"Is it like that all through?"
8149And the boy?...
8149And then, even if he remembered, how was he to find a poor little governess in that ant- heap of human beings?
8149And to what end?
8149And what could he do for her?
8149And when Céline took Christophe to the door and found herself alone with him, she said:"Do you know what he was reading?
8149And when she did succeed in escaping from the crowd, she made no attempt to go back: she was suddenly ashamed: what could she dare to say to him?
8149And when they insisted, saying:"Which matters most in music, harmony or counterpoint?"
8149Are n''t they good to you?"
8149Are not his days also like the days of an hireling?
8149Are they of all men unable to see the poetry of the world?"
8149Are you even a musician?
8149Are you ill?"
8149Are you ill?"
8149Are you satisfied?"
8149Are you trying to rob them of every scrap of courage to live?"
8149As Beethoven had said,"If we surrender the forces of our lives to life, what, then, will be left for the noblest and highest?"
8149As for art,--you see,--I strum and daub and make messy little water- color sketches;--but is that enough to fill a woman''s life?
8149At last Christophe looked straight at the young man, and said with a smile, in a gruff voice:"You''re not a Parisian?"
8149At last Olivier pulled himself together, and, in a choking voice, said:"Tell me frankly, Christophe: you were going away?"
8149Because they were united at my expense?...
8149Between ourselves, does it not seem as though that day had arrived?"
8149But Kohn called to him:"What became of you after that great day?"
8149But Olivier shrugged his shoulders, and said, wearily and ironically:"Grapple with them?
8149But do n''t you see that that is what keeps me going?
8149But do you think there is much fun in marrying this or that young man whom I know as well as you do?
8149But do you yourselves do anything to clear it away?
8149But instead of that, what happens?
8149But it was possible.... Well, then, afterwards?...
8149But to how many men in France does that ever occur?
8149But what can I do?
8149But what did it matter?
8149But what did it matter?
8149But what does that matter to us?
8149But what good would that be to you if your life and your work remained unknown, as they probably would without the Jews?
8149But what sort of work can we do?
8149But what the hell are you to treat me like that?
8149But what use are philosophy, history, and science to me?
8149But what was the good of her knowing it?
8149But what was the good of that?
8149But what was the good?
8149But where were the springs of their life?
8149But, if you go to work without a plan, how can you expect any good to come of it?
8149But, surely, they would always live like that?
8149But,"he said, as he looked at the photograph on the desk,"she was quite a child when you lost her?"
8149Ca n''t it be done?"
8149Christophe asked Madame Roussin:"Who is he?"
8149Christophe darted a look of fury at him, and went on:"You know many people in the German colony?"
8149Christophe mentioned M. Weil,--(the Commandant gave an exclamation),--and the Elsbergers,--(he jumped in his seat):"That Jew?
8149Christophe repeated:"Antoinette... Antoinette Jeannin.... She was your sister?...
8149Christophe returned to Madame Roussin:"Tell me, what is his name?"
8149Christophe went on genially:"What are you doing among all these people?"
8149Christophe went on:"Is your business doing well?
8149Christophe would shrug his shoulders:"French music?...
8149Come, Commandant, you have made war; is that fighting, or anything like it?"
8149Come, come, are you mad?"
8149Could I betray my conscience for her?
8149Could that be refused him if only in charity?
8149Could you speak for me?"
8149Could you''simplify''the_ Carnival_ of Schumann, and arrange it for six and eight hands?"
8149Did Madame Germain, in the egoism of her love, see it?...
8149Did the sun never shine in France?
8149Did you have a good time?"
8149Do n''t you lose heart with it all?
8149Do n''t you see that the heroic idealism of your country and every other country in Europe is actually threatened?
8149Do n''t you see that they are all, more or less, a prey to the adventurers of every class of society?
8149Do n''t you think it would be better to fight against it?
8149Do n''t you yourself waste energy in anger and bitter struggles?"
8149Do they teach morality in French schools?"
8149Do you even know of the existence of our young reviews in which such great faith and devotion are expressed?
8149Do you know where you are?
8149Do you think I am going to abdicate?
8149Do you think a working- man even knows what is being done in them?
8149Do you think there''ll be timber enough left for your new house?
8149Do you think you can take me in with looking anywhere but at me, and clipping your words?
8149Do you want me to adopt the old device of hate:_ Fuori Barbari_, or:_ France for the French_?"
8149Does not that foreign and uneasy quality exist even in the children of our own flesh and blood?...
8149Eh?
8149Even if he knew all and were kind to her, what could he do?...
8149Even if she had wished to do so, how could she?
8149Finished already?
8149For Heaven to take your affairs in hand?
8149For I do love you: but....""But you love the other fellow too?"
8149For long?"
8149For or against Reason?
8149For or against religion?
8149Glory?...
8149Go by the first train?
8149God?
8149Had he ever set eyes on them in France?
8149Have n''t you another room?"
8149Have not your worst enemies and your friends from the very beginning been Jews?"
8149Have you ever heard of our heroic deeds from the Crusades to the Commune?
8149Have you ever seen and felt the tragedy of the French spirit?
8149Have you ever stood at the brink of the abyss of Pascal?
8149Have you ever tried to perceive it?
8149Have you ever written anything?...
8149Have you many customers?"
8149Have you no poets in France?"
8149Have you read a single one of the books which are our faithful friends, the companions who support us in our lives?
8149He is free again?"
8149He must be a lusty lad: how the devil had he done it?
8149He opened it at the most somber words of all:_ Is there not an appointed time to man upon earth?
8149He said:"Colette, do you want us not to be friends any more?"
8149He said:"Shall we sit down for a moment on the seat here?"
8149He said:"Tell me, Christophe: could you... could you...?"
8149He took his hands in his usual uncouth way, and asked gaily:"You''ve been away?
8149He was wondering:"What is the difference between that and love?"
8149He went on in German:"And you come from the_ Rhine- land_?...
8149He would kiss her little hands, and jump her up and down on his knees, and sing the old song"What would you, pretty maid?
8149He would make himself ill with the thought of it...."Should he write and tell her to come back?"
8149He would not go.... Why should he not go?...
8149He would talk to her and weep... Where was she?
8149How can a man like you set so little store by the realities of life?
8149How could I hate, having no hatred, or, without being guilty of a lie, assume a hatred that I did not feel?
8149How do you manage to live here?"
8149How is your mother?"
8149How many Parisians have you met who have lived higher than the second or third floor?
8149How was it he had failed to feel the treasure of their goodness and honesty?
8149How would he find his mother, his mother whom he had deserted?...
8149How, then, should they not defend it against every menace of feudal reaction?
8149I am not fortunate enough to be like your German Gretchens, who can always create an illusion for themselves.... That is terrible, is n''t it?
8149I have sinned; what shall I do unto Thee, O Thou preserver of men?
8149I love France: but could I slay my soul for her?
8149I say to myself:''What is the good of fighting?
8149If in a few weeks he had fallen so low, where would he end?
8149If only mother had let me do it, as I could have done....""What will you do?
8149In Antoinette, too, there was the dark desire: but she fought it down: she wished to live...."Why?
8149In the darkness into which he was rushing Christophe sat wide- eyed, staring straight in front of him and thinking:"Shall I be in time?"
8149Is it better to give up living than to take the risks of life?"
8149Is n''t it pretty?"
8149Is n''t it revolting?"
8149Is n''t it right to teach them to see the sadness of things, as we do, and yet to go on and do their duty without flinching?"
8149Is n''t it so, my dear?"
8149Is that what you want?
8149It was he who asked:"Why have you stopped hurling that blessed Jew at my head?"
8149It''s silly of me, is n''t it?"
8149Let the troublous North and the loquacious South come to us....""And the poisonous East?"
8149Lucien Lévy- Coeur met Christophe''s eyes and paled a little, and said:"Were you speaking to me?"
8149Lunch with me?"
8149Many succumbed: they said:''Since it is so, why struggle against it?
8149Next day, and for several days after, as he walked about, he would suddenly bellow like a bull.... Why did he visit these people?
8149Nothing exists?
8149Often mediocre, and even coarse, what does it matter?
8149Olivier caught him up on the stairs: what was he going to do?
8149Olivier replied:"The people?
8149Olivier said to Christophe, who was silent:"Do you understand now?"
8149Olivier was thinking:"Antoinette, where are you?"
8149Olivier went on sorrowfully:"You would have fought against us?"
8149On the fifth day.... On the fifth day he hurled the paper away with a shudder, and said to Sylvain Kohn:"But what''s the matter with you all?
8149One evening, as he sat in his room, he could not restrain his tears: he flung himself on his knees by his bed and prayed.... To whom did he pray?
8149One must live?"
8149One way or the other, what does it matter?
8149Only...""What, then?"
8149Or was it the fat notary?
8149Outside the poor woman who looked after you, what do you know of them?
8149Perhaps we''re Jews ourselves?
8149Pretty bad, is n''t it?
8149Salome, the daughter of Ysolde.... And whose mother will Salome be in her turn?"
8149Shall I reach you before another wall is raised up between us: the wall of death?...
8149Shall we ever be together?
8149She longed to say to him:"My dear, my dear, that is nothing: but, tell me, what is the matter with you?
8149She stood by the door, and said thickly:"I came.... Will you... will you let me take her?"
8149She was ashamed... What was the good of it all?
8149She went to it with the Stevens: and she was tortured by the hideous sight of the rabble amusing themselves with insulting an artist.... An artist?
8149So you are the musician?"
8149Take us?
8149Tell me, what is hurting you so?"
8149That nothing is nothing?
8149The Abbé Corneille only asked:"Where do we stand as men?
8149The boy, where was he?
8149The impresario beamed and said:"Well, are you satisfied?"
8149The police?
8149The theaters of Paris?
8149The waters of his wretched life stirred and shifted above Him and never touched Him: what was there in common between that and Him?
8149Then how will you be better off?
8149Then, instead of answering, he asked with a shy, sweet smile:"And you?"
8149There is something the matter... You are hiding something... Has something dreadful happened?
8149There would be time for her to die before he could see her... Why had she not written to him, just a line or two, the day before?...
8149There''s loyalty and manliness in that, is n''t there?"
8149There''s no reason for doing anything?
8149They told you, I suppose?...
8149They worried their hair white in the search for new combinations of chords-- to express...?
8149They would send for Christophe, hum over their lucubrations, and say:"Is n''t it fine?"
8149Those Dreyfusards?"
8149To fight that common enemy, do n''t you think you should join with those of your adversaries who are of some worth and moral vigor?
8149To make our adversaries triumph?"
8149To put a stop to it, Kohn asked:"But how the devil do you come here?"
8149To whom could he pray?
8149Victory?
8149Was a little of the indifference of the Parisians creeping over him?
8149Was it impossible for people to think differently, and yet to retain their mutual esteem?
8149Was it that proud feeling of melancholy and pity that made him in spite of all sympathize with the opera?
8149Was it true that he was not in the least interested?
8149Was she ill?...
8149Was there not a great risk of bringing unhappiness on the woman he loved, and himself,--not to mention any children there might be?...
8149Well, any news?
8149Well, do you know what you are doing with your piano?...
8149Well, maestro, what do you say?
8149What are you doing this evening?
8149What are you trying to prove?
8149What are you waiting for?
8149What could they have said save a few trivial words?
8149What did it matter whether the fight appeared absurd to nations who called themselves practical?
8149What did it matter?
8149What did the rest matter?
8149What did they say?"
8149What do you do?
8149What do you say, you fellows?"
8149What do you want them to do?"
8149What do you want?
8149What does it matter to me whether the woman I love cares for music as much as I do?
8149What does it matter to us whether they live or die?
8149What does it matter whether your nation is the eldest daughter of the Church or the eldest daughter of Reason?
8149What good was it to have rebelled against Hecht''s offer?
8149What had become of him?
8149What had she done?
8149What had she to do with God?
8149What have you written?
8149What is it, after all?
8149What is it, then, if you please?"
8149What is left for us?"
8149What is the good of beautiful things if the eyes of the beloved are not there to see them?
8149What is the matter with you, really?"
8149What is the use of beauty, what is the use even of joy, if they can not be won through the heart of the beloved?
8149What man is free in this world?
8149What must he have thought of her?
8149What nation has the right to say:"These people are mine: for they are my brothers"?
8149What need had he of letters?
8149What should I do with the security you offer me, and your order and your impeccable discipline, locked up in the four walls of your Imperial barracks?
8149What was he doing?
8149What was the matter with her?
8149What was there to say?
8149What would happen if she were to disappear?
8149What would you?
8149What''s the good of tormenting myself?
8149When I lie down, I say, When shall I arise and the night be gone?
8149When all is said and done they think:"''Why wo n''t these people leave us in peace?''
8149When all is said and done, what do your ideas amount to?
8149When in the world was the like of the heroism of Cyrano ever to be found?
8149Where are your manners?
8149Where did I read that?"
8149Where had he seen her?...
8149Where have you had a chance of seeing them?
8149Where is man?...
8149Where is that which makes us live?"
8149Where is the poet in whose soul the height and depth of it were felt?
8149Where is the poet in whose soul this sacred agony is reflected?
8149Where was he going?
8149Where will you be when your France emerges from the Nile?
8149Where''s my hammer?
8149Who can say that it is not?''"
8149Who can say what gentle and chaste pleasure in itself there may be in so innocent a creature at feeling herself in sympathy with others?
8149Who could say that such a flower would not spring from it a second time?
8149Who was it said that the French were amiable fantastics who believed in nothing?
8149Who will say it?
8149Why did he go on visiting them?
8149Why did her head hurt her so?
8149Why did n''t you tell me?"
8149Why did she not try to break away from her condition and emancipate herself?
8149Why do anything?
8149Why do n''t they let us go for each other with fists and cudgels?
8149Why do you run away from life?
8149Why do you shrug your shoulders and make faces?"
8149Why do you want me to?"
8149Why force himself to gesticulate and make faces, like the rest, and pretend to be interested in things that did not appeal to him in the very least?
8149Why had he spent all he had on his dinner?
8149Why not do the same here?
8149Why not widen the scope of the fight?
8149Why should I bother to organize leagues and revolutions against them?
8149Why should n''t I understand it as well as you?"
8149Why should you think that your revolt will carry so little weight?
8149Why wo n''t you play?"
8149Why, then, did they live?
8149Why?
8149Why?"
8149Will you be my friend?"
8149Will you give me the pleasure...?
8149Will you please listen?"
8149Without you to trouble me, what should I have to live for?"
8149Would the members of your own religion come to your assistance?
8149Yes: it is only natural that you should know nothing of all this: I do not blame you: how could you?
8149You are interested only in the handiwork?
8149You are jealous even of your wife''s ideas?
8149You mentioned my name?
8149_ Lieder_, I suppose?"
8149_ Sat prata_....( What is that in Latin?)....
8149if I were a Frenchman I would give you portraits in music....( Would you like me to sketch the girl sitting in the garden under the lilac?)....
8149you, too, have suffered?"
48731A lad of the name of''Little Gervais?''
48731A poor old priest who passes by, muttering his mummery? 48731 Ah, it is you still,"said Jean Valjean, and springing up, with his foot still held on the coin, he added,"Will you be off or not?"
48731And how long will it rest after the journey?
48731And how long will the trial last?
48731And it is a cross- road; stay, sir,the road- mender continued;"will you let me give you a piece of advice?
48731And it will go the distance?
48731And what did he offer you?
48731And who is the magistrate who has cause to complain of the agent?
48731And you wish to arrive to- day?
48731Are the assizes held there?
48731Are you going far in this state?
48731Are you going to Arras?
48731As a Mayor who had encroached on the police?
48731But do you not see that the cart is sinking into the ground?
48731But it must only be heard by yourself--"What do I care for that? 48731 But,"she continued,"tell me where Cosette is?
48731By taking post- horses?
48731By whom?
48731Can you mean it, Monseigneur?
48731Can you mend this wheel?
48731Can you tell me if there is any one of the name of Little Gervais in the villages about here?
48731Can you understand it? 48731 Come, will you lift your foot?
48731Denounced me?
48731Did I not tell you that it would be all right?
48731Did you not order one?
48731Do they die of it?
48731Do you know how to drive?
48731Do you know what they do? 48731 Do you not recognize me?"
48731Do you not wish to breakfast, sir?
48731Do you wish to buy them of me, sir?
48731Doctor,she continued,"has the sister told you that M. Madeleine has gone to fetch my darling?"
48731Does it attack children?
48731Does it make any difference to you if you reach Arras at four o''clock to- morrow morning?
48731Does it require much medicine?
48731Good gracious, cousin,she said,"what are you thinking, about?"
48731Harnessed in a gig?
48731Has she not a child that she wishes to see?
48731Has your horse good legs?
48731Have you a gig I can hire?
48731Have you a jack?
48731Have you been a soldier?
48731Have you been to what is his name, in the Rue de Chauffaut?
48731Have you come any distance?
48731Have you had a pleasant journey, sir? 48731 Have you thought, sir, that it is now winter?"
48731How is it going, sir?
48731How many are there of them?
48731How many beds,he asked him,"do you think that this room alone would hold?"
48731How many patients have you at this moment?
48731How so? 48731 How so?"
48731How soon will it be here?
48731How?
48731I beg your pardon, sir, but perhaps you are a relative?
48731I beg your pardon, sir,the traveller said,"but would you, for payment, give me a plateful of soup and a corner to sleep in in your garden outhouse?"
48731I presume that all of you consider me worthy of pity? 48731 I?"
48731In that case,the corporal continued,"we can let him go?"
48731In that case--"But surely I can hire a saddle- horse in the village?
48731In the next place, is the gig for yourself, sir?
48731Is he really?
48731Is it true that I am at liberty?
48731Is it true? 48731 Is it you, sir?"
48731Is not the postoffice in this house?
48731Is that true? 48731 Is there another wheelwright?"
48731Is there any one here?
48731Is there any one who lets out vehicles in the town?
48731Is there any way of entering the court, sir?
48731Is there no one here willing to earn twenty louis and save this poor old man''s life?
48731Is there not the Arras mail- cart? 48731 It is not that""What is it, then?"
48731Louis XV.? 48731 M. Scaufflaire,"he said,"at how much do you value the tilbury and horse you are going to let me, one with the other?"
48731M. le Maire, what answer am I to give?
48731Master Scaufflaire, he inquired,"have you a good horse?"
48731Monseigneur''s dining- room?
48731Monseigneur,the corporal said;"what this man told us was true then?
48731Montfermeil is a rather pretty place, is it not? 48731 Mr. Jailer,"he said, as he humbly doffed his cap,"would you be kind enough to open the door and give me a nights lodging?"
48731My dear sister, have we not some relatives in those parts?
48731My good fellow,he said to the ostler,"is there a wheelwright here?"
48731My good sir,said the Bishop,"is that all?
48731Of course, but will this horse carry a saddle?
48731Oh,she replied,"he is right; but what do those Thénardiers mean by keeping my Cosette?
48731On that bench?
48731On what day, then?
48731Sergeant,he shouted,"do you not see that the wench is bolting?
48731Sir,the little Savoyard said, with that childish confidence which is composed of ignorance and innocence,"my coin?"
48731Sir,the woman said,"my boy tells me that you wish to hire a conveyance?"
48731Sister,he asked,"are you alone in the room?"
48731Suppose the spokes were tied with cords?
48731Suppose you employed two workmen?
48731That I was in prison?
48731That it may rain?
48731The galleys?
48731There is one thing to be said about hiring post- horses; have you your passport, sir?
48731There''s the other beginning now; will you be quiet, wench? 48731 To nobody; but as the trial is over, how is it that the court is still lighted?"
48731To return the same distance?
48731Was it a bishop''s place to visit the death- bed of such a man? 48731 We discussed philosophy; which do you prefer, Descartes or Spinoza?"
48731Well, in two hours?
48731Well, one to sell me?
48731Well, what am I afraid of?
48731Well, what is the matter, Javert?
48731Well,he continued,"what is it?"
48731Well,she said,"where is the surprise?"
48731Well?
48731Well?
48731Well?
48731Well?
48731Well?
48731What are they?
48731What are you doing there, my friend?
48731What are you saying, my friend?
48731What deed?
48731What do you mean? 48731 What do you mean?"
48731What do you mean?
48731What do you think of Bossuet singing a Te Deum over the Dragonnades?
48731What has that to do with me?
48731What identity?
48731What is her age?
48731What is it?
48731What is that?
48731What is the culpable act you have committed? 48731 What is the meaning of all this nonsense?"
48731What is this?
48731What is to be done with the axle? 48731 What is to be done?"
48731What is your name?
48731What name did you say?
48731What ostler?
48731What other trial?
48731What tilbury?
48731What will they bring us?
48731What will you give me for it?
48731What''s the matter now?
48731What''s the meaning of this conveyance?
48731What''s the name of your bantling?
48731What, not a tax- cart? 48731 When can I start again?"
48731Where am I? 48731 Where are you going to, sir?"
48731Where is God?
48731Where the deuce can the Mayor be going?
48731Where would you have me go?
48731Where?
48731Which is the way in?
48731Who are you?
48731Who can have come at so early an hour?
48731Who is this agent?
48731Who''s there?
48731Why did you not bring it to us at once?
48731Why do you not go to the inn?
48731Why do you say,''Ah''?
48731Why not?
48731Why not?
48731Why so?
48731Why, are there not pewter forks to be had?
48731Why?
48731Will it not be able to start again to- morrow morning?
48731Will it not be opened when the court resumes its sitting?
48731Will supper be ready soon?
48731Will you be kind enough to tell me the way to the courts of justice, sir?
48731Will you not recover her child for her, sir?
48731Will you sleep here, sir?
48731Yes, inexorable,the Bishop said;"what do you think of Marat clapping his hands at the guillotine?"
48731Yes, you are let go; do n''t you understand?
48731Yes,the sister continued;"but now that she is going to see you, sir, and does not see her child, what are we to tell her?"
48731You are alluding to a woman, then?
48731You do not belong to the town, sir?
48731You do not belong to these parts?
48731; his defence was bad, but was that a reason to find him guilty?
48731A clock struck from a distant steeple, and he asked the lad,--"What o''clock is that?"
48731A moment after he added,--"Monsieur Jean Valjean, I think you said you were going to Pontarlier?"
48731A wagoner was sitting at another table, and he said to him,--"Why is their bread so bitter?"
48731Abnegation, why?
48731After all, who were the people interested?
48731All at once she cried,--"You are talking about M. Madeleine: why do you whisper?
48731All the world has turned me out, and are you willing to receive me?
48731Am I not dreaming?
48731An usher was standing near the door communicating with the court, and he asked him,--"Will this door be opened soon?"
48731And all this has taken place without my interference, and so, what is there so unlucky in it all?
48731And he added as he looked fixedly at the conventionalist,--"And Louis XVII.?"
48731And then, again, is it proved that he has committed a robbery?
48731And was this G---- a vulture?
48731And what does he oppose to this crushing unanimity?
48731And why has Heaven decreed it?
48731And you brought him back here?
48731Another time he said,"What would you have?
48731Answer me-- is it so?"
48731Are there many hills between here and the place you are going to?"
48731Are you afraid I shall bilk you?
48731Are you in a hurry, sir?"
48731Are you interested in the trial?
48731Are you not he whom the peasants call Monseigneur Welcome?"
48731At about half- past two Fantine began to grow agitated, and in the next twenty minutes asked the nun more than ten times,"What o''clock is it?"
48731At this moment there was a gentle tap at his bed- room door; he shuddered from head to foot, and shouted in a terrible voice,"Who''s there?"
48731At this moment, Favourite crossed her arms and threw her head back; she then looked boldly at Tholomyès, and said,--"Well, how about the surprise?"
48731Baptistine and Madame Magloire waiting for him, and he said to his sister,"Well, was I right?
48731Behind the first tree I found a man standing; I said to the man,"Whose is this garden?
48731Besides, who is there that ever attains his ideal?
48731Brevet, do you not remember me?"
48731But let me ask why you have come to question and speak to me about Louis XVII.?
48731But what was to be done?
48731But where was the evidence that this Champmathieu was a robber?
48731But why do you not go to the inn?"
48731By the way, what is your name, Mr. Landlord?
48731By what right do men touch that unknown thing?"
48731By whom?
48731Can man, who is created good by God, be made bad by man?
48731Can she not be brought here if only for a moment?
48731Can the soul be entirely remade by destiny, and become evil if the destiny be evil?
48731Can there be such a thing as a white lie, an innocent lie?
48731Can we imagine a man sitting close to a stove and not feeling hot?
48731Can you read?"
48731Carrier is a bandit, but what name do you give to Montrevel?
48731Cartouche?
48731Close the door on his past?
48731Come, help me, is it not Tertullian who says that the blessed will go from one planet to the other?
48731Could she be mistaken?
48731Could you do it,--for payment of course?"
48731Dahlia, while still eating, whispered to Favourite through the noise,--"You seem to be very fond of your Blachevelle?"
48731Did I exist before my birth?
48731Did he hear all that mysterious buzzing which warns or disturbs the mind at certain moments of life?
48731Did he understand too much, or did he understand nothing at all?
48731Did he wish to warn or to threaten?
48731Did she stand the journey well?
48731Did those Thénardiers keep her clean?
48731Did you not find her very pretty, sir?
48731Did you not hear me say that I was a galley- slave, a convict, and have just come from the bagne?"
48731Did you not state you were going to Arras on this matter in a week or ten days?"
48731Do not public prosecutors habitually act in this way?
48731Do you keep an inn?
48731Do you see those four windows?
48731Do you want me to pay you in advance?
48731Do you wish me to tell you your name?
48731Does he want for anything?
48731Fantine thought;"but where is the trade in which I can earn one hundred sous a day?
48731Fantine, who was looking at Javert, turned round to him,--"Am I speaking to you?"
48731Fantine, without changing her attitude, went on in a loud voice and with an accent at once imperious and heart- rending,--"He can not come: why not?
48731Father Duchêne is ferocious, but what epithet will you allow me for Père Letellier?
48731Fouquier Tainville is a scoundrel, but what is your opinion about Lamoignon- Bâville?
48731From time to time Favourite exclaimed,--"Where''s the surprise?
48731Had he any right to do that when I was passing gently, and doing nobody a harm?
48731Had he gone so far as to forget the Mayor''s presence?
48731Had he not another object which was the great and true one,--to save not his person, but his soul; to become once again honest and good?
48731Had she got clean underclothing?
48731Have I the right to derange what He arranges?
48731Have those Thénardiers a good trade?
48731Have you a stable?"
48731Have you been to Labarre''s?"
48731Have you done so there?"
48731Have you said all?
48731Have you seen him?"
48731He answered almost without emerging from his reverie,--"Why do you ask?"
48731He answered in a low voice,--"How is the poor creature?"
48731He answered,"Have you a piece of rope and a knife?"
48731He asked himself what he had meant by the words,"my object is attained"?
48731He asked,--"Can I see her?"
48731He broke off and added with a laugh, in which there was something monstrous,--"Have you reflected fully?
48731He broke off, hesitated for a moment, and said,--"Can you call to mind the checkered braces you used to wear at the galleys?"
48731He continued in a voice so faint that it was scarce audible,--"Then, the identity was proved?"
48731He did what he could; his sister worked too, but what could she do with seven children?
48731He heard through his reverie some one say to him,"Will you do me the honor of following me, sir?"
48731He is a very good- looking young man; do you know him?
48731He looked at the lad with a sort of amazement, then stretched forth his hand to his stick, and shouted in a terrible voice,"Who is there?"
48731He now said to Fantine,--"How much did you say that you owed?"
48731He stopped his horse, and asked the road- mender--,"How far is it from here to Arras?"
48731He then turned to the spectators, and asked with an accent which all understood,--"Is there a medical man present?"
48731He took her hand, felt her pulse, and answered,--"How are you?"
48731He will be here again to- morrow, will he not?
48731Here we must ask again the question we previously asked, Did he confusedly receive any shadow of all this into his mind?
48731How can people like that be allowed to go about the country?
48731How could she employ such nails in working?
48731How far is it to Montfermeil?"
48731How long did you take in earning these 109 francs?"
48731How many hours did he weep thus?
48731How was it that this man had not been tried by court- martial, on the return of the legitimate princes?
48731I am not satisfied?
48731I am very tired and frightfully hungry; will you let me stay here?"
48731I asked him,"To whom does this house belong?
48731I asked this man,"What is this place?
48731I have been only good to punish others and not myself?
48731I have not thought of asking where you are going?
48731I keep nothing for myself; but what do I care?
48731I shall be sent back to the galleys, and what then?
48731I suppose I can purchase a saddle here?"
48731I was even ignorant that you had left the factory, but why did you not apply to me?
48731If I disappear, what will happen?
48731If I do not denounce myself?
48731If the Fiend were to enter the house no one would try to stop him, and after all what have we to fear in this house?
48731In a word-- I repeat my question, Who are you?
48731In this situation, Jean Valjean thought, and what could be the nature of his reverie?
48731Is he not an abominable man?
48731Is human nature thus utterly transformed?
48731Is it a criminal offence, or are you a witness?"
48731Is it not very natural that I should want to see my child, who has been fetched from Montfermeil expressly for me?
48731Is it possible?
48731Is it really true that I saw that Javert, and that he spoke to me so?
48731Is it the innocent child?
48731Is it the royal child?
48731Is it true that it is so cold?
48731Is there any one here who has strong loins?
48731Is this an inn?
48731It was; wrong to destroy the gentleman''s hat, but why has he gone away?
48731It will be night, but, after all, what matter?
48731Javert walked into the middle of the room and cried,--"Well, are you coming?"
48731M. Madeleine made no answer, and the Fleming continued,--"That it is very cold?"
48731M. Madeleine merely answered his entreaty with the hurried question,--"And what does this man say?"
48731M. Madeleine said in a very low voice,--"Are you sure?"
48731M. Madeleine said to him,--"Well?"
48731M. Madeleine went to see her twice a day, and every time she asked him,"Shall I see my Cosette soon?"
48731M. Madeleine, who had taken up the charge- book again, said with a careless accent,--"And what was the answer you received?"
48731Madeleine gave a start, and Fantine asked him,--"What did the doctor say to you?"
48731Maillard is frightful, but what of Saulx- Tavannes, if you please?
48731Man is the eel; then, of what use is the Eternal Father?
48731Must she change her whole soul?
48731My good M. Javert, is there no one who saw it to tell you that this is the truth?
48731Napoleon, noticing this old man regard him with some degree of curiosity, turned and asked sharply,--"Who is this good man who is staring at me?"
48731No one on earth heard the words, but did that dead woman hear them?
48731No one was present but the nun and the Mayor; to whom, then, could this humiliating remark be addressed?
48731Nonsense, what good would that do them?"
48731Now, I am eighty- six years of age and on the point of death; what have you come to ask of me?"
48731Now, before being sent to the galleys, what was Jean Valjean?
48731Now, do you wish me to tell you who you are?
48731Of what nature was his apathy?
48731Of whom?
48731Oh, Monsieur Javert, you said that I was to be set at liberty, did you not?
48731Oh, whoever you may be, do you remember?
48731On another book, entitled"Philosophy of Medical Science,"he wrote this other note:"Am I not a physician like them?
48731On behalf of which do you protest?"
48731On hearing Javert''s roar, Fantine opened her eyes again; but the Mayor was present, so what had she to fear?
48731On hearing the peasant say"Can you be the man?"
48731One last word: Do you know who Aspasia was, ladies?
48731One morning, an old woman with a hypocritical look came into her room and said,"Do you not know me, Miss?"
48731Ought I to spare myself more than others?
48731Prudent, it will be said, and Tholomyès?
48731Sacrifice, for what object?
48731Secondly, yes or no, are you the liberated convict, Jean Valjean?"
48731Shall we weep for all the innocents, martyrs, and children of the lowest as of the highest rank?
48731She called herself Fantine, and why Fantine?
48731She opened her eyes, saw him, and said calmly and with a smile,--"And Cosette?"
48731She said to him,--"Oh, sir, my child will be allowed to sleep in a little cot by my bed- side?"
48731She was born at M. sur M.; of what parents, who could say?
48731She was young; was she pretty?
48731Sister, answer me,--where is Cosette?
48731So you are sulky, old fellow?"
48731Some one who met her said,"What has made you so merry?"
48731Suppose, instead of mending this wheel, you were to put another on?"
48731The Bishop could not refrain from muttering,--"Yes?
48731The Bishop listened to all this in silence, and when it was ended he asked:"Where will this man and woman be tried?"
48731The Bishop looked at him and said,--"You have suffered greatly?"
48731The Bishop remained silent for a moment, then raised his earnest eyes, and said gently to Madame Magloire,--"By the way, was that plate ours?"
48731The Curé, I suppose,--the Curé of that big church?
48731The President addressed him,--"You have heard the evidence, prisoner; have you any answer to make?"
48731The babe opened her eyes, large blue eyes like her mother''s, and gazed at what?
48731The convict met a priest on horseback, to whom he went up and said,--"Monsieur le Curé, have you seen a lad pass?"
48731The gendarme, who is a good- hearted fellow, nudges me with his elbow, and says, Why do n''t you answer?
48731The landlord, on hearing the door open and a stranger enter, said, without raising his eyes from his stew- pans,--"What do you want, sir?"
48731The man''s voice continued,--"Has the little one a stock of clothing?"
48731The nettle is also excellent hay, which can be mown twice; and what does it require?
48731The old man continued, with a half- smile,"In that case you are my Bishop?"
48731The simple question--"And Cosette?"
48731The stranger stood for a moment pensively before this gentle and calming spectacle; what was going on within him?
48731The stranger turned and replied gently,"Ah, you know?"
48731The sun is glorious, is it not?
48731The whole day through, conversations like the following could be heard in all parts of the town:--"Do n''t you know?
48731Then he asked himself if he were the only person who had been in the wrong in his fatal history?
48731Then he continued,"And where will the attorney for the crown be tried?"
48731Then she said to the soldiers,--"Tell me, men, did you see how I spat in his face?
48731Then the man I had seen first and questioned when I entered the town said to me,"Where are you going?
48731Then why go?
48731Then you do not want me to pay?"
48731There are birds in the clouds, just as there are angels above human griefs, but what can they do for him?
48731There is enough to settle a man, is there not?
48731They can not refuse to give up Cosette, can they?
48731They want to hear about heaven every now and then, and what would they think of a bishop who was afraid?
48731This day she was very feverish, and so soon as she saw M. Madeleine she asked him,--"Where is Cosette?"
48731This led to Blachevelle asking,--"What would you do, Favourite, if I ceased to love you?"
48731This was wrong, but should not his scanty intellect be taken into consideration?
48731Those who had declared the new- comer an ambitious man, eagerly seized this opportunity to exclaim:"Did we not say so?"
48731To what will enjoyment lead me?
48731To what will suffering lead me?
48731To whom am I speaking-- who are you?"
48731To whom were you referring, pray?"
48731Was a verdict of guilty brought in?"
48731Was he really conscious of all that had taken place in him and all that was stirring in him?
48731Was it for so paltry a thing that he had done all that he had effected?
48731Was it imbecility or cunning?
48731Was it you, my kind M. Javert, who said that I was to be set at liberty?
48731Was not this everything, in fact?
48731Was not this really charity?
48731We wonder whether irony, is derived from the English word"iron"?
48731Well, let me examine: when I am effaced and forgotten, what will become of all this?
48731What am I to do?"
48731What am I?
48731What became of his sister?
48731What became of the seven children?
48731What becomes of the spray of leaves when the stem of the young tree has been cut at the foot?
48731What can I tell you?
48731What could this outcast man say to this dead woman?
48731What did he do during the drive?
48731What did he say to her?
48731What did he think of this dogma or that mystery?
48731What do you mean by a good horse?"
48731What do you say of this punishment of Tantalus adapted to a woman?
48731What does she care?
48731What food did they give her?
48731What had become of the mother, who, according to the people of Montfermeil, appeared to have deserted her child?
48731What had taken place during these ten months?
48731What had taken place in this soul?
48731What have I to do on this earth?
48731What have you done to me?
48731What is he doing, and why does he not come?"
48731What is he to do?
48731What is it that I am going to interfere in?
48731What is more natural to suppose than that on leaving the bagne he assumed his mother''s name as a disguise, and called himself Jean Mathieu?
48731What is the estimated value?"
48731What is the use of being at the top, if you can not see further than the end of other people''s noses?
48731What is this story of Fantine?
48731What next took place in M. Myriel''s destiny?
48731What of it?
48731What should he do?
48731What sort of a house is this?
48731What truth, by the way, was there in the stories about M. Myriel''s early life?
48731What was I doing yesterday at this hour?
48731What was I told?
48731What was he thinking of?
48731What was it you said, that''93 was inexorable?"
48731What was she to do now?
48731What will be the result of this event?
48731What will occur here?
48731What would they say if I did not go?"
48731What, then, has happened?
48731When does that pass?"
48731When she returned, she said to Marguerite,--"Do you know what a miliary fever is?"
48731When the flash had passed, night encompassed him again, and where was he?
48731When?
48731Where are they going?
48731Where did he come from?
48731Where did he procure this blouse from?
48731Where is the ship now?
48731Where to?
48731Where was he going?
48731Where was she; what was she doing?
48731Where was the proof of the contrary?
48731Where were the other six?
48731Where were we?
48731Where?
48731While he went on thus with haggard eye, had he any distinct perception of what the result of his adventure at D---- might be?
48731While in this mental condition he met Little Gervais, and robbed him of his two francs: why did he so?
48731Who can this Champmathieu be?
48731Who is there that knows Father Champmathieu?
48731Who knows the ways of Providence?"
48731Who may you be, sir?"
48731Who said that?
48731Who told you to let her go?"
48731Who troubles himself about that?
48731Who was this Jean Valjean?
48731Who was this man?
48731Who was this man?
48731Who was this person?
48731Who were the Thénardiers?
48731Who will bring it to life again?
48731Whom do you weep for?
48731Why are they what they are?
48731Why did he feel joy at turning back?
48731Why did you not take them away with the rest of the plate?"
48731Why do I want to know your name?
48731Why does Madame always get out of her hackney coach before reaching her house?
48731Why does So- and- So never hang up his key on Thursdays?
48731Why does he always take back streets?
48731Why does she send out to buy a quire of note- paper, when she has a desk full?
48731Why does this gentleman never come till nightfall?
48731Why is everybody so spiteful against me?"
48731Why should we not repeat this almost divine childishness of goodness?
48731Why so?
48731Why was he going to Arras?
48731Why was he hurrying?
48731Why was she not laid in my bed so that I could see her directly I woke?"
48731Why was this thing at this place in the street?
48731Why, I owe more than one hundred francs to Thénardier, M. Inspector; do you know that?"
48731Why, what is all this?"
48731Will you give me some food and a bed?
48731Will you read it?
48731Will you take care of my child?"
48731With what will Monseigneur eat now?"
48731Would you not consider it matter of regret if we had met in vain?"
48731Yesterday he saw a horse pass with knee- caps on, and he said,''What has he got on his knees?''
48731You are following me, I suppose?
48731You consider it inexorable, but what was the whole monarchy?
48731You keep an inn, do you not?"
48731You must find all that very troublesome?
48731You must have been very cold in the stage- coach?
48731You remember how he said to me yesterday when I asked him about Cosette,"Soon, soon"?
48731You will let me stay, you will not turn me out, a convict?
48731Your little nephew is delightful: do you know that he is nearly five years of age?
48731and it is twenty leagues?"
48731and what could be desired beyond?
48731and, secondly, how can he travel post in this mountainous country, where there are no roads, and people must travel on horseback?
48731are we in any great danger?"
48731do you not know that you have been dead for a long time?"
48731have you ever walked in the woods, removing the branches for the sake of the pretty head that comes behind you?
48731he exclaimed;"what is the matter with you, Fantine?"
48731he said to himself;"what reason have I to have such thoughts?
48731how was she to pay it and the travelling expenses?
48731in the first place, what is the good of visitations at all?
48731is there no room?"
48731make her share her poverty?
48731may not a man have been at those two places without having been to the galleys?
48731no; shall I exist after my death?
48731old Fauchelevent cried;"is there no good soul who will save an old man?"
48731our beauties incessantly say to me,"Tholomyès, when will you be delivered of your surprise?"
48731said Marguerite,"what is the matter with you, Fantine?"
48731said Marguerite;"why,''t is a fortune; where ever did you get them from?"
48731shall I become again like that?"
48731she exclaimed,--"to go and fetch my child?
48731she exclaimed;"what can have happened to you?
48731she said,"there is nothing in it; where is the plate?"
48731she screamed,"does your Grandeur know where the plate- basket is?"
48731they want forty francs; where do they expect me to get them?
48731to go to Arras without a break?"
48731was he simply obeying a species of instinctive impulse which was obscure to himself?
48731was it not that he craved solely, and that the Bishop had ordered him?
48731what are all these destinies driven along thus helter- skelter?
48731what can he want one for in a town of less than 4000 inhabitants?
48731what did he do afterwards?
48731what else can I want?
48731what had he to see there?
48731what if the Jungfrau had hunger?
48731what is it?
48731what is there in which children''s games are not mingled?
48731what should he do?
48731what?
48731where am I?"
48731where am I?"
48731where am I?"
48731whether there had not been an excessive weight in one of the scales, that one in which expiation lies?
48731whether, in the first place, it was not a serious thing that he, a workman, should want for work; that he, laborious as he was, should want for bread?
48731whither did he go?
48731who tells you that I have not committed a murder?"
48731you know my name?"
48731you really lodge me so close to you as that?"
48731you will take a whole day in mending that wheel?"
7967... Soft warm light, sun of justice that art to shine for us to- morrow, art thou not shining now? 7967 A condition?
7967And I am both?
7967And Olivier?
7967And are n''t you ashamed to tell me that? 7967 And he does n''t write to you?"
7967And her child?
7967And if I had refused to see you?
7967And if death is in me?
7967And it has taken you three weeks to come?... 7967 And now,"asked Christophe,"you are sorry?"
7967And so, and so....he said...( his lips trembled)..."it is all over?"
7967And suppose you did not love anybody?
7967And that you do know, my girl? 7967 And to- day?"
7967And what does your mother say to that?
7967And what if he does suffer? 7967 And your musical projects, what about them?"
7967Another howler?
7967Are n''t we stupid? 7967 Are n''t you coming?"
7967Are you going to write that?
7967Are you happy?
7967Are you mad? 7967 Art Thou not All that Is?"
7967Because of the litter here?
7967Because...?
7967Brahms?
7967But do you think the trees need to be shut up in a box to take root? 7967 But if the flame of my life dies down?"
7967But suppose my love is not returned?
7967But what can these idiots do to me? 7967 But what does the world make of women?"
7967But what on earth has my music to do with politics?
7967But where to?
7967But why do you want--? 7967 But why have you come?
7967But, good Lord, who ever said anything to the contrary? 7967 Christophe,"said Braun again--(his voice was shaking),--"do you know what''s the matter with her?"
7967Come back?
7967Did she tell you so?
7967Did you think I was going to let you?
7967Did your mother tell you so?
7967Do I love him?
7967Do n''t you believe it?
7967Do n''t you ever think the beasts are living creatures like ourselves?
7967Do n''t you like to think that people are working to give happiness to thousands of boys like yourself, to millions of human beings?
7967Do n''t you think I have changed?
7967Do you forgive me?
7967Do you know my country?
7967Do you play your old enemy''s music nowadays?
7967Do you really believe that there is one such in the world? 7967 Do you regret it?"
7967Does she know that you came to see me?
7967Eh?
7967Even the right to destroy it?
7967Everything is so interesting that there is no time...."No time? 7967 Fighting, always fighting?"
7967For long?
7967Go away? 7967 Going away from what?"
7967Going where?
7967Have I begun to love life less?
7967Have n''t you read it?
7967Have n''t you read the article?
7967Have you no heart?
7967How can I be anything else?
7967How can you endure these idiots?
7967How can you talk like that?
7967How could these people make my music a success? 7967 How do I know?
7967How do you know that?
7967How do you know? 7967 How will you get out of that?...
7967How?
7967Hurt yourself?
7967I have found you again only to lose you?
7967I looked at you?... 7967 I?
7967If I tell you so, wo n''t you believe me?
7967If you do n''t mind?
7967In that case, if you thought I did not want to see you, how did you dare to come?
7967Is it here?
7967Is it possible?... 7967 Let you know?
7967Lorchen?
7967Lord, art Thou not displeased with Thy servant? 7967 Mine, too, I suppose?"
7967Must they, then, live alone and apart?
7967My overcoat?
7967My own work does not belong to me?
7967No? 7967 Not yet?"
7967Nothing more?
7967Now?
7967Of being damned?
7967Of what?
7967On your word of honor?
7967Really?
7967Really?
7967Resigned? 7967 Some one has hurt you?"
7967Something?
7967Still tired?
7967Stupid? 7967 Sure?"
7967Take refuge?
7967That? 7967 The Emperor''s?"
7967Then why do n''t you work? 7967 Then why talk nonsense?"
7967Then you are happy?
7967Then,asked Christophe,"you consented?"
7967Then,said Christophe,"what''s the good, what''s the good of our having met again?"
7967Thinkest thou that I do not suffer also? 7967 Thou art conquered?
7967Thou hast left me once: wilt Thou leave me again?
7967Truly?
7967Well, then, why?
7967Well, then, will you let me come on Tuesday?
7967Well, what of it?
7967Well?
7967What about the sick and the unlucky?
7967What are we going to do?
7967What are we to do? 7967 What are you best at?
7967What are you doing?
7967What are you going to do?
7967What article?
7967What did I say? 7967 What did they do?"
7967What difference does it make to you whether I love you or not?
7967What do I care for those who love me? 7967 What do I care?"
7967What do you mean? 7967 What do you owe?"
7967What do you want it for?
7967What do you want?
7967What do you want?
7967What does it matter?
7967What for?
7967What good? 7967 What have I been doing?
7967What have I done?
7967What have I said?
7967What have I to do with such disheartened creatures?
7967What have you been doing since then?
7967What is he looking at?
7967What is it, my dear?
7967What is it?
7967What is it?
7967What is it?
7967What is it?
7967What is the matter?
7967What need hast Thou to fight? 7967 What permission?"
7967What task?
7967What were you thinking of?
7967What will they do now?... 7967 What would they be without us?
7967What would you?
7967What''s the good of your having ideas? 7967 What''s the matter?"
7967What''s the matter?
7967What''s the matter?
7967What? 7967 What?"
7967What?
7967When I shut the door in his face I told...."What?
7967When did you come back?
7967When shall we meet again?
7967Where are you going?
7967Where are you going?
7967Where are you?
7967Where do you want me to go?
7967Where is Olivier?
7967Where is Olivier?
7967Where is he?
7967Which of the two do you love best?
7967Whither are we going?
7967Who can tell?
7967Who is he?
7967Who is it, now? 7967 Who was there?...
7967Who would think it of you now, to see you looking so solemn?...
7967Who? 7967 Who?"
7967Who?
7967Who?
7967Who?
7967Why did n''t you go to bed?
7967Why did you accept it then?
7967Why did you come so late?
7967Why do I love him?
7967Why do you keep on saying:''Poor child''?
7967Why not?
7967Why not?
7967Why open my eyes? 7967 Why should I be?"
7967Why should I?
7967Why,he asked,"should I take part in a comedy which I know to be futile?
7967Why?
7967Why?
7967Why?
7967Will it be soon?
7967Will they ever remember those who crossed the wilderness, bearing the sacred fire, the gods of our race, and them, those children, who now are men? 7967 Yes?
7967You are a Burgundian?
7967You are a strong boy.... What put it into your head to come and see me?
7967You are crying?
7967You are her son?
7967You came of your own accord? 7967 You do n''t recognize me?"
7967You find that comforting?
7967You know me?
7967You love him?
7967You recognized it? 7967 You think I am not like him?
7967You think so?
7967You thought you were the only man who could go and see the beautiful ladies? 7967 You walked here?
7967You want to be alone? 7967 You will help me to live, and be good, and to be a little like her?
7967You will help me?
7967You wo n''t be sad any longer? 7967 You''re afraid?"
7967You? 7967 You?"
7967).--He only told him about things when they were done.--And then?...
7967***** She read his thoughts, and, with her charming frankness, she said to him one day:"You are angry with me for being what I am?
7967Act, write for such people?
7967After a minute or two she asked him, pointing to his place at the table:"Is that where you work?"
7967After a moment she said:"What good will it be to you if you do not love?"
7967After all, what does one know of life?
7967Against such sovereign delights of the mind what matters the vain tumult of dispute and war?...
7967All his life, all his lives, Louisa, Gottfried, Olivier, Sabine...."Mother, lovers, friends.... What are these names?...
7967All seems lost to thee?
7967Am I to let them beat me?...
7967Amuse yourself?
7967And although she had more friendship for Christophe than for any other...( dared she confess it?)
7967And declarations?
7967And even among men, how many are there who can take advantage of it?"
7967And even taking my will, is that due only to my merits?
7967And have you coming to see me?
7967And how can one be too hard on a woman who leaves her child to run after her lover?"
7967And how could he hate without youth?
7967And how was she to avoid comparison?
7967And in the end he says: by way of appeasing his conscience:"What can I do?
7967And now, what am I to do?"
7967And that?...
7967And then how can you expect to be an artist?
7967And this?
7967And what about this?"
7967And what do you think of Rome?"
7967And what does a little suffering matter?"
7967And what if she be too weak to will, too true to take refuge in illusions?...
7967And what man shall teach it to our musicians?
7967And where am I, myself?
7967And while they laughed at each other, they both took pleasure... in laughing, or in entertaining each other?
7967And you say you love me?
7967And you''re a deal the better for it, are n''t you?"
7967And you, an open- air man, talk of shutting yourself up?"
7967And you?"
7967Are n''t you interested in anything?"
7967Are you a dunce?"
7967Are you afraid of me?"
7967Are you happy?"
7967Are you so detached from everything?...
7967Are you still angry with her?
7967Art Thou not master of all?"
7967Art thou not very beautiful and very blessed as thou art?
7967As for Anna, how could she, unless she were forced, accept the idea of a death which must lead to eternal death?
7967As soon as she saw him she came swiftly to him and asked:"How did our poor friend take the blow?
7967At last he wrote to her:"My Dear,--Are you angry with me?
7967At last, in agony, Olivier said:"Jacqueline...."Jacqueline gulped down her sobs, and said:"What is it?"
7967Aunt, tell me; do you think I shall be happy?"
7967Besides, what sort of love do we get from the best of those who love us?
7967Besides, who is there nowadays that cares for liberty?
7967Braun looked at his wife aghast, thumped on the table, folded his arms, and said:"Where on earth did you get that from?...
7967Braun went on:"When a woman loves, she wants to destroy, does she?
7967But Madame Arnaud, knowing it, could not help looking at him pityingly and saying:"You do n''t see each other now?"
7967But at once he understood that he loved it more.... Why weep over the ruins of art?
7967But at the same time he became conscious of a weapon in his power which they had never known: his force.... Whence did he have it?...
7967But do you need a master to brand your shoulder, like a sheep?
7967But do you think you are helping things along?
7967But how can I cast out the dead?
7967But how could she make things even harder for a woman who had more right than herself, a woman who was further more unhappy?
7967But how did you find me?"
7967But how many drops of blood?"
7967But how many of you take the trouble to do that?
7967But how?
7967But if you feel such kinship with the beasts how can you bear to hurt them?"
7967But it is only too true that they love it; and how am I to keep my illusions?
7967But she never let it appear: what was the good?
7967But the woman who has loved wholly and without reason, and without reason ceases wholly to love, what can she do?
7967But was not everything known in the town?
7967But what about you?...
7967But what are such vows worth?
7967But what can I do?
7967But what can I do?
7967But what can I do?
7967But what can I do?..."
7967But what does it signify?
7967But what exactly did he dread?
7967But what is the use of telling others what only has a meaning for oneself?
7967But what need had she to read or to look at others?
7967But what shall I say to you?
7967But what would you have done with it?
7967But what would you?
7967But what''s the good of it?
7967But when you see a friend brought to tears, how can you not hate the person who has caused them?
7967But which of us is natural?"
7967But who gave a thought to them?
7967But who is there to rescue her?
7967But who wrote it, who wrote it?...
7967But why did Christophe ask her for it?
7967But with whom could he unite?
7967But you said, just now...?
7967But, frankly--(You want me to?
7967By flinging ourselves down as well?
7967Can a man write the inexpressible?...
7967Can he understand, does he even see people and things as they are?...
7967Can you be in love?
7967Can you even tell me what it means?
7967Canet was blubbering like a child: and at the same time he was thinking:"What on earth am I doing here?"
7967Child, who art thou?"
7967Christophe Olivier Georges.... How old are you?"
7967Christophe asked:"What are you looking at?"
7967Christophe got up and went to the piano, and said to Olivier:"Would you like me to sing you a melody of Brahms?"
7967Christophe had paid no heed to it: what did it matter to him?
7967Christophe looked at the portrait of Antoinette, placed it on his desk, and said to it:"My dear, are you glad?"
7967Christophe said nothing for a moment; then he asked:"Where do you live?"
7967Christophe said plaintively once more:"And it is all over?"
7967Christophe said within himself:"How can they know?
7967Christophe sent him one of the paragraphs with these words:"Have you read this?"
7967Christophe waited, and then asked:"You do n''t want to...?"
7967Christophe was furious, and jumped out of bed:"What the devil are you doing here?"
7967Christophe went to see the manager, and said:"Why did n''t you tell me?
7967Could there be anything better than our friendship?"
7967Could they be her eyes?
7967Could we not find somewhere to be alone and talk?"
7967Did he not already suspect something?
7967Did he really know?
7967Did he really see them?
7967Did they not receive revelation direct from their hallowed reason?
7967Did you know her?"
7967Did you stop at Milan or Florence?"
7967Do I love him?..."
7967Do I owe it to you that I was able to go back to Germany?
7967Do n''t I have to suffer?
7967Do you hear?
7967Do you know what lies before you?"
7967Do you remember the old days when you had eyes only for my pretty cousin?
7967Do you think I ca n''t look after myself?
7967Do you think she has left her child and wrecked her life out of lightness of heart?
7967Do you think she has n''t suffered too?
7967Do you think she was made for that deceptive life of art?
7967Do you think that I would leave you behind even if you wanted to be left?"
7967Do you want to be a man who does nothing and is good for nothing?"
7967Do you want to create happiness?
7967Does he feel on his face the stinging breath of poverty, the smell of the bread that he must earn, of the earth that he must dig?
7967Does he keep himself in touch with the raw realities of life?
7967Does n''t that make you laugh?...
7967Does she dislike your seeing me?"
7967Each was thinking in terror:"What am I doing?
7967Esthetic, a world in which eight men out of ten live in nakedness and want, in physical and moral wretchedness?
7967Even now?"
7967Even when in the old days Grazia most dearly loved Christophe, would she have married him?
7967Every kind of work, good or mediocre, should be rewarded, not according to its real value--(who can be the infallible judge of that?)
7967Every rich man is an abnormal being.... You laugh?
7967Eyes now so full of kindness...."Grazia, is it thou?...
7967For himself?
7967For how many do Monteverdi and Lully still exist?
7967For if he slumbers that Force rushes into him and whirls him headlong... into what dread abysses?
7967For men?
7967For whom should I vote?
7967For whom?
7967From that period date his most poignant and his happiest works: a scene from the Gospel which Georges recognized--"_ Mulier, quid ploras?"
7967From the time of Pericles to the time of M. Fallières when has there been any moral progress?...
7967Georges would draw away from it, and Christophe would shut it down again, laughing:"How can you live like that?"
7967Get up, dress, to what end?...
7967Give your life for them?
7967God, what have I done to Thee?
7967Grazia?...
7967Had they not truth, right, virtue, on their side?
7967Hatred or love?
7967Have you any idea how many wretched beings have been sustained in their suffering by the beauty of an idea, by a winged song?
7967Have you forgotten something?"
7967Have you had letters?
7967Have you read it?"
7967He asked her:"My dear Anna, what do you want?"
7967He asked:"What is it?"
7967He asked:"What is your name?"
7967He clenched his fists and cried:"I''ll kill them?"
7967He could not help crying out:"It does n''t affect you at all?"
7967He dared not ask:"Where are you taking me to?"
7967He did not reply, but only groaned that he was ill."My darling, please tell me what is the matter?"
7967He felt a pang at his heart...."She wishes it?
7967He had basely betrayed him, and with whom?
7967He hugged them both, and said to Jacqueline:"You will love him dearly, wo n''t you?
7967He rushed to Heeht''s office and thrust the offending music under his nose, and said:"Do you know these?"
7967He said brutally:"What is there in you that makes you sing like that?"
7967He said, jokingly:"Were n''t you afraid?"
7967He said:"Why did n''t you dismiss Bäbi?"
7967He said:"Why do you ask me about her?
7967He thought of Rainette, and said;"But the people who go to Mass, the people who believe in God, are all cracked, are n''t they?"
7967He thought:"Is that you?
7967He thought:"Lord, is that the body in which she dwelt whom I loved?
7967He used to ask him:"Do n''t you ever want to take refuge in a camp of some sort?"
7967He was afraid... of disillusion, or what?
7967He was not his own master then?
7967He was so sure of her affection that, after long hesitation, over many weeks, he asked her one day:"Will you ever...?"
7967He was still thoughtful, and he looked Christophe straight in the face, and said:"Christophe, did you say anything imprudent at lunch?"
7967He went on:"Why did you wait so long before you came?"
7967He wore himself out in trying to understand...."Why had he known him?
7967He would feel the pulse of his human egoism and wonder:"Which would you prefer?
7967Her eyes?
7967His brain went on saying:"But what chord is that?
7967How am I to get out of it?
7967How are we to win through it?
7967How came it, then, that she could feel their music?
7967How can one have the heart to be happy when one sees so much suffering?
7967How can one renounce the faith for which one has lived?
7967How can you talk like that?"
7967How could I tell you that?...
7967How could a man fight without hatred?
7967How could he have known about her excursion with Christophe?
7967How could they, these men who have hardly a_ Me_ to know?
7967How could you?
7967How do they see us?
7967How do you come to think of such things?"
7967How do you know about me?"
7967How many minutes of his life does he who thinks himself a friend give to the pale memory of his friend?
7967How should they hesitate?
7967How, then, did this sudden interest come about?
7967However, he said nothing: and, instead of replying--(could he have done so, even if he had wanted to?)
7967I am Joseph; doth my father yet live?
7967I am free.... Free?
7967I can not see you clearly.... Why is the sun so long in coming?"
7967I did not know,"he said...."Tell me, was it you who came to my aid so many times without my guessing who it was?...
7967I did not think what I was saying.... Who knows?
7967I fancy a good many of them when they returned home must have said to themselves:"What have I done?
7967I feel that there is nothing in the world.... Write?
7967I have a brother, too...."Cécile took his hand with an air of affectionate commiseration:"You too?"
7967I see your feet carelessly passing over the lawns dappled with anemones....( Have you been again to the Villa Doria?)...
7967I wanted to ask you: do you think the beasts have souls?"
7967I went up to your room.... Do you remember?...
7967If he was not strong enough to make her happy, why had he bound her to himself?
7967If you had...?
7967If you saw a man drowning, would n''t you hold out your hand to him?"
7967In Paris, when you read an article eulogizing a man''s work, it is always as well to ask yourself:"Whom is he decrying?"
7967In his inmost soul there was a secret void, a hidden question:"What''s the good?
7967In what shape will they one day spring forth?
7967Is it not rather due to my descent, my friends, and God who has aided me?...
7967Is it so long ago?...
7967Is n''t that enough to disgust one?
7967Is there anything more atrocious among the cannibals of Africa?
7967It is God''s will, He has betrayed me.... What can I do against Him?"
7967It is agreed?"
7967It is good for humanity to remind genius every now and then:"What is there for us in your art?
7967It was the end.--Did she think that Olivier had really deceived her?
7967Its ideas?
7967Its justice?
7967Jacqueline would lay her head in her aunt''s lap, and kiss her hands as they caressed her face:"Do you think I shall be happy?
7967Joussier dared not forbid her to love whomsoever she pleased: did he not profess the woman''s right to liberty equally with the man''s?
7967Just as she was going, he asked:"You are not angry with me?"
7967Keep an eye on them?
7967Life.... What is life?
7967Literature or science?"
7967Look you: does a rich man know what life is?
7967Love.... Where are you?
7967Mad?
7967Madness?
7967Must a stranger once more reveal to them its work?...
7967Must you be forced to come and see me?"
7967My cousin Colette--(why did not you go and see her?)
7967My music satisfies you?
7967My poor boy, how could you think that?...
7967Nothing?"
7967Now what refuge is there?
7967O life why should I reproach thee for that which thou canst not give?
7967Olivier asked him:"What was that, Christophe?"
7967Olivier laughed:"What do you want?"
7967Olivier, Olivier, what have we done?
7967Olivier?
7967Or was it-- the greater sorrow of being forced to know that they were dead?...
7967Otherwise, what have I to do with the conflict between one man''s belly and another''s?
7967Poor Marthe, you will love her too?"
7967Poverty?
7967Really?
7967Remind them of their duty?
7967Shall I find you one?"
7967Shall I not pluck you off, you leeches clinging to my body?...
7967Shall I teach you?"
7967Shall I tell you what I think of it?
7967She added:"Will you let me come again?...
7967She asked him:"How did you come?
7967She had asked her aunt:"Are you ill?"
7967She had trusted herself to him: how had he dealt with his trust?
7967She laid her hand on Christophe''s and said:"What will you do with the child?"
7967She looked at the face, and said:"Can you recognize me in it?"
7967She looked round the room, examined and appraised the things in it, and saw the photograph of Louisa:"Your mother?"
7967She opened her eyes, and to shake off her emotion, she asked:"May I see the rest of the flat?"
7967She replied:"Christophe told me.... You have suffered?"
7967She shrugged:"Who knows?"
7967She sighs and says:"Why do I love you so much?..."
7967She thought:"Why am I alive?
7967She was embarrassed by his gaze, and said:"Will you come, this evening?"
7967She was fired also by a great actor, who lived near her: whenever she passed his door she used to say to herself:"Shall I go in?"
7967She would perhaps have given him her life; but would she have so given herself as to live all her life with him?
7967So you must put your oar in, must you?
7967Speak the truth: do you think that you would be unhappy with me?"
7967Suddenly she asked:"What time is it?
7967Suffering, struggling, is there anything more normal?
7967Take refuge in illusions?
7967Tell me frankly: Did your mother prevent you?...
7967Tell me.... Something about your life....""How can it be of any interest to you?"
7967That is how you would express your love, or your hatred?"
7967That is why I frown.... You do n''t think me so cruel as that?"
7967The dull public, the shadows who hide life from us?
7967The glitter of bayonets?
7967The roar of the ocean.... And his heart sank, and he asked:"Is it He?"
7967Then she would look at Olivier with the expression which so hurt him, and think:"Who is this man?"
7967Then the veil fell from before his eyes, and he saw in the mirror in front of him his"friend,"gazing at him.... His"friend"?
7967Then, what could he do but look in dumb reproach at the culprit, and shrug his shoulders and smile, like an old uncle who knows that he is not heeded?
7967There are only cold reflections of the lights falling from vanished suns, stars that have been dead for ages.... Friends?
7967There was no reason for Christophe to be surprised: how could Olivier have preceded him?...
7967There, amid the rapacity of Europe, stands( for how long?)
7967They do not understand one, or only superficially: and they begin to think of something else at once.... Do you yourself understand other artists?
7967Things are no better outside France?
7967Think of the futile parts she has played?"
7967To go back?
7967To go on?
7967To join her again, whither and by what devious ways would Christophe not have gone?
7967To marry me?...
7967Unhappy?
7967Use it in his turn to explore the inextricable thickets of modern thought?
7967Violent fits of coughing prevented his listening:"Will you hold your peace?"
7967Vote?
7967Was he not free to break with them?
7967Was it an allusion?
7967Was it called up by a face seen on the road or a grave, singing note in a voice?
7967Was it just that it should be so?
7967Was it just?
7967Was it revolt?...
7967Was it, as he tried to believe, the terror of seeing the dead spring to life again exactly as they had been?
7967Were there echoes of newspaper opinion, following on the recent performances of Christophe''s work in England and Germany?
7967Were you my good angel, watching over me?"
7967What am I doing?"
7967What are they?
7967What are you doing to- morrow?"
7967What can she do to help them?
7967What can the weak do but fold their arms?
7967What chord is that?...
7967What could he do?
7967What could she do?
7967What could she have talked to him about?
7967What did it matter to him where he went?
7967What did it matter?
7967What did their mediocrity matter?
7967What do you know of the men who have disappeared?"
7967What do you mean?"
7967What do you say?
7967What do you want of me?"
7967What does he mean?"
7967What does it matter that you gain an immediate success?
7967What does it matter?"
7967What does it matter?"
7967What does it mean?"
7967What does the creator matter?
7967What good does it ever do?
7967What good had Antoinette''s devotion been?
7967What good have you done?
7967What had become of them?...
7967What had she done with her life?
7967What has he had to play the whole of his life?
7967What has her life been given up to?
7967What have I done with these twenty years?
7967What have I done?...
7967What have I made of my life?"
7967What have I to do with your esthetic tricks?
7967What have they made of a Duse?
7967What have we to do with art, if we have all the rest with it?
7967What have we to do with these people?"
7967What have you done to me?..."
7967What have you done?"
7967What is friendship in the sense of the everyday world?
7967What is it that has changed?..."
7967What is it that has kept me from foundering as he has done?
7967What is the good of it all?"
7967What is the good of laboring to think thoughts other than one''s own, to be like one''s neighbor or to meddle with his affairs?
7967What is the good of rushing ahead?
7967What is the matter with me?...
7967What is the word of command you are waiting for?
7967What is the world to them?
7967What is this body that I hold in my grasp, this body warm against me?..."
7967What joy in the world can equal the joy of making the man you love happy?...
7967What light has the Germany of Sedan given to the world?
7967What made you think of fighting?
7967What more do you want?
7967What music could he hear in the little town?...
7967What on earth is Nature?
7967What purpose could be served by his trying to dispute their happiness?
7967What question?
7967What room does it really occupy in life?
7967What the devil do you do?"
7967What the devil do you know about it?"
7967What was he to do?
7967What was he?
7967What was it going to be?...
7967What was it?
7967What was its origin?
7967What was the good of creation, when everything ends in nothing?
7967What was the good of it?
7967What was the good?
7967What was the good?
7967What was the meaning of all the lives and generations,--so much experience and hope-- ending in that life, dragged down with it into the void?"...
7967What was the use of so much explanation?
7967What was the use?
7967What was the use?...
7967What was there on the other side?
7967What were his thoughts?
7967What whim was it made you send me to her?
7967What would he do with his force?
7967What would he sacrifice to him, not of the things that are necessary, but of his superfluity, his leisure, his waste time?
7967What would you?
7967What''s come to you?"
7967What''s the good of it?"
7967What''s the good?"
7967What?
7967What?
7967When Christophe saw him he began to chaff him:"What did I tell you?
7967When can you begin to practise it?"
7967When did you leave Switzerland?"
7967When he had done, she said in a tone of intense hatred:"Are you satisfied now?
7967When shall we be left alone?"
7967When she was asked if she would not like to have a husband, she would say:"Why not throw in fifty thousand a year?
7967Where are they now?"
7967Where are you, my souls?
7967Where are you?
7967Where is she?
7967Where is she?
7967Where is the fire?"
7967Where is the man who loved her?
7967Where was it?
7967Which of the great rival nations was the dearest to him?
7967Which of you?
7967Which of you?
7967Which way to turn?
7967Who can say why one human being falls in love with another?
7967Who could tell what struggles were taking place in her?
7967Who ever dreams of going to her aid?
7967Who had robbed her of it?...
7967Who has been pulling their legs?"
7967Who is that coughing?
7967Who is there now to give us in music a_ Madonna à la Chaise?_ Who is there to give us music meet for every hour of life?
7967Who is there now to give us in music a_ Madonna à la Chaise?_ Who is there to give us music meet for every hour of life?
7967Who knows?
7967Who sent you to me?"
7967Who shall hold the light aloft if we let it fall?
7967Who shall turn it back into its bed?
7967Who understands you?
7967Who was his master?...
7967Who was she?
7967Who will give him his bread?"
7967Who?...
7967Whose turn next?
7967Whose turn next?...
7967Why all these theories, all these words, all this futile uproar?
7967Why all this talk of a social question?
7967Why could n''t we agree?"
7967Why could they not leave him in his obscurity to go on working patiently for years?
7967Why did he love her?
7967Why did they not let him see it?..."
7967Why did you ever come?"
7967Why didst Thou abandon me?"
7967Why do you hurt me?"
7967Why does a child take a dislike to a person who has never done him any harm?
7967Why dost Thou overwhelm me?
7967Why dost thou not throw me down?"
7967Why had either lived?
7967Why had he lived?
7967Why had he loved him?
7967Why had he not thought of it in the selfishness of his sorrow?
7967Why not prolong the time of waiting?
7967Why should he distinguish between them?
7967Why should he write?
7967Why should they not understand me?...--And suppose they do n''t understand me, why should I despair?
7967Why this madness?
7967Why wake up?
7967Why was I ever born?"
7967Why write?
7967Why, then, was he in revolt against her?...
7967Why, why this woman?...
7967Why?
7967Why?
7967Why?
7967Why?"
7967Why?"
7967Will it be in the lust of gain, conjugal jealousy, or splendid energy, or morbid wickedness?
7967Will not the end come soon?
7967Will you let me...( it is quite impossible for us to talk in peace here)... will you let me come to your house one day?"
7967Will?
7967With a woman whom he did not know, did not understand, did not love.... Did he not love her?
7967With what sort of love do they love it, they who declare their devotion to it?...
7967With whom am I wrestling?
7967Wo n''t you?"
7967Write?
7967Write?
7967Yes: but Georges never by any chance consulted Christophe about anything he was going to do:--(did he know himself?
7967Yes?
7967You are angry with me?
7967You ca n''t understand that?"
7967You coward, ca n''t you see how I am suffering?...
7967You defend her?"
7967You do n''t love me?"
7967You do n''t take me seriously?
7967You do n''t think he would have loved me?
7967You do n''t want me to die?
7967You know nothing?
7967You need order and can not create it for yourselves?
7967You remember the gentleman with whom I fought a ridiculous duel?
7967You say he is a traitor?...
7967You see their height better: but you are farther away from them.... And besides, who is to tell us who are the greatest?
7967You tell me that Jean- Christophe Krafft wrote it?
7967You think I could never have a wife, a family, children?...
7967You think it impossible for me to have that happiness?"
7967You think you can escape me?
7967You will be content with our dear friendship?"
7967You will come?"
7967You will love him dearly?"
7967You will?
7967You will?...
7967You wo n''t be insatiable?
7967You''re going to talk like the rest?"
7967[ Illustration: Musical notation] Jacqueline asked:"Was your sister like you?"
7967_"Quid?
7967hic, inquam, quis est qui complet aures meas tantus et tam dulcis sonus?..."
7967how can I forget those whom I have loved?"
7967said Braun...."He is weeping.... Well, well what is it?...
7967what did it matter, after all?
7967what have we done?"
7967what is to be done when love is dead?
7967what on earth are you thinking of?"
7979A governess?
7979After what has happened?
7979And Corinette wo n''t be angry with the barbarous Teuton for being so stupid?
7979And I?
7979And Lorchen?
7979And Lorchen?
7979And if I changed, what would it matter?
7979And if I loved some one else you would still love me?
7979And she did not write again?
7979And the fare, what did you do about that?
7979And the others?
7979And what did she say-- anything to you when she went?
7979And who sent it you?
7979And you are not bored?
7979And you knew?
7979And you say you love?
7979And you, do you go and stay with him?
7979And you... where are you going?
7979And your buttons?
7979And_ she_?
7979Are n''t you ashamed to have some one watching you eat-- like an animal in a menagerie?
7979Are n''t you ashamed? 7979 Are n''t you going to Lisi?"
7979Are n''t you hungry?
7979Are you in a hurry? 7979 Are you out alone?"
7979Because...?
7979Brotherly, is n''t it?
7979But I want to think of it.... You would not be angry, with me? 7979 But if I still love you?"
7979But if I wished it?
7979But she did speak?
7979But what about when one makes music?
7979But what can one do, if willing is no use?
7979But what can one do? 7979 But what has made you so happy?"
7979But whither, Lord, shall I go? 7979 But who?
7979But you are ill?
7979But, my dear Jean- Christophe,he began to say,"whoever thought of insulting you?
7979Ca n''t you read? 7979 Come, mother, what is it?"
7979Did I say anything funny?
7979Did n''t she go to the theater?
7979Did n''t she say anything more?
7979Did n''t she tell you?
7979Did n''t you know?
7979Did she see my mother?
7979Did you do things like that-- you too?
7979Did you not hear the bells?
7979Do I know it?
7979Do n''t they sing sweeter than anything that you could make?
7979Do n''t you sup together?
7979Do you hear?
7979Do you know that?
7979Do you love me as much as I love you?
7979Do you see him often?
7979Do you send all your customers away like that?
7979Do you think I know all Myrrha''s lovers?
7979Eh?
7979Even in me?
7979Even when you are doing nothing?
7979Find out what?
7979For the theater, then?
7979Frau Krafft? 7979 Frenchwomen are not serious?"
7979Going away?
7979Have I said anything wrong?
7979Have n''t I the right?
7979How could it be otherwise?
7979How did you manage to come?
7979How does he see me, I wonder?
7979How much do you love me?
7979How would it be changed?
7979I am ashamed..."Of whom?
7979I know that they are not beautiful,he said;"but that is nothing new: what new thing has happened?"
7979I?
7979If they wanted to come do you think they would not come of their own accord?
7979If you suffer, where shall I find strength to live? 7979 In love?..."
7979In that case, why did he write this letter?
7979Is he young or old? 7979 Is n''t it beautiful?
7979It is a bargain, then?
7979It is a promise... And she-- she will write to him?
7979Kitty,said he,"are you trying to make me go without breakfast this morning?"
7979Laughing?... 7979 Leave me?
7979Lost? 7979 Made what?"
7979My poor children,he used to say to Louisa,"what will become, of you when I am no longer here?...
7979No one knows...."When you were little?
7979No one knows...."When?
7979Not better? 7979 Perhaps.... Would you do it?"
7979Pray to what?
7979Serious books?
7979Shall I help you? 7979 Shall I help you?"
7979She was the Grünebaums''governess?
7979Since when?
7979So then, God will exist because I will Him to exist? 7979 So,"he asked a little ironically,"there is no risk of your being seduced by an hour''s pleasure?"
7979So,he asked,"it was Gottfried taught you?"
7979So,he said, after a moment,"you are asking, Herr Krafft...?"
7979Songs? 7979 That is why she loves him... You will come and see her in Paris?"
7979That my mother is ill, dead... how do I know?
7979Then if I did not love you, you would still love me?
7979Then what is the good of living? 7979 Then you think I am right?
7979Then,she went on, putting her arms about his neck,"why would you be cross with me if I loved some one else and told you so?"
7979Then?
7979They do n''t interest you?
7979They have dismissed her? 7979 Truly?"
7979Truly?
7979Uncle Gottfried,asked the boy,"are not you afraid of it, too?"
7979Uncle, do you know any other?
7979Was, there ever its like in history? 7979 Well, my boy-- well?"
7979Well, what do you think of it?
7979Well, why do you stop?
7979Well,said she,"am I not sociable?"
7979Well?
7979Well?
7979What about your father''s orders?
7979What am I to do with it?
7979What am I to do, uncle? 7979 What are you doing, boy?
7979What are you doing?
7979What are you three always plotting together?
7979What did you say?
7979What do you do all day?
7979What do you do to be so?
7979What do you think they will say?
7979What do you want?
7979What does it matter to me?
7979What have I done?
7979What have I said?
7979What have you done?
7979What hotel?
7979What is amusing you?
7979What is it, mother dear? 7979 What is it?"
7979What is it?
7979What is it?
7979What is it?
7979What is the good of my shouting myself hoarse with telling you''No'', for the last hour?... 7979 What is the matter?"
7979What is there to regret? 7979 What is?"
7979What nationality?
7979What need is there to sing?
7979What shall we do? 7979 What then?"
7979What things?
7979What were you waiting for then?
7979What will you tell her?
7979What would you? 7979 What, do you mean that he regrets?..."
7979What, you little fool, do n''t you see that it is your own?
7979What?
7979What?
7979What?
7979What?
7979When shall we meet again?
7979When?
7979Where are you going?
7979Where did the little beast find that?...
7979Where is the child?
7979While you loved some one else?
7979Who made it?
7979Who?
7979Who?
7979Who?
7979Why are you crying?
7979Why are you laughing?
7979Why did n''t she come?
7979Why do I no longer believe? 7979 Why do n''t you answer?
7979Why do n''t you say anything?
7979Why make them? 7979 Why not out of the same glass?"
7979Why not?
7979Why should I sing another? 7979 Why should he talk so loud?"
7979Why, did you not tell me?
7979Why? 7979 Why?
7979Why?
7979Why?
7979Why?
7979Why?
7979Why?... 7979 Will you answer?"
7979With whom?
7979Would you do it? 7979 Would you like me to teach you to play it?"
7979Yes?... 7979 You are not laughing at me?"
7979You are quite certain of eternity?
7979You can spare a moment?... 7979 You do n''t like that?"
7979You do n''t see? 7979 You do n''t think I am going to bring it here while you have some one with you?"
7979You do n''t want me to say that he is beautiful? 7979 You do n''t want to?"
7979You had tickets?
7979You have condescended to come at last? 7979 You knew her?"
7979You know me, then?
7979You know,he went on--"you know the pretty_ trio_ in my_ minuetto_, the_ minuetto_ I played?...
7979You like that, boy?
7979You loved her too?
7979You must be glad to hear French?
7979You think it amusing?
7979You think you can do without everybody else?
7979You think,he said in a low voice,"that Ernest and Ada...?"
7979You were there?
7979You will give it to her yourself?
7979You will remember me? 7979 You will stay with me?
7979You will tell me everything and how she bore the blow and everything she says to you? 7979 You will think of Corinette when she is gone?
7979You would have us believe that you have as much enthusiasm as that?... 7979 You, too?"
7979Your little girl takes up your time then?
7979_ Was_?
7979''Six years old,''thought I,''and how should I be bold?
7979( What?)
7979( Why?
7979--"Is an old husband like a lark who has built a nest?"
7979--"Is she newly plighted?
7979A secret voice whispered:"Yes, but for how long?"
7979A sick, nervous child, who plays the violin in the orchestra and writes mediocre concertos?
7979A voice would cry:"Eh, what''s the matter with you?
7979A whole life passes in a few moments: days of sin, greatness, and peace...."Where am I?
7979After a moment her father coughed and said:"Well, then, what do you want?
7979After a quarter of an hour Diener, seeing that he seemed to have no intention of moving, hazarded again:"And your dinner?"
7979After a silence he said, he murmured the question which was choking him:"Did she say anything... for me?"
7979After some time, Christophe stopped weeping and asked:"How?...
7979Am I mad, to waste my time and trouble for the magnificent pleasure of being a prey to the judgment of idiots?
7979And after all, is it not in much the same spirit that many women conceive and defend their honor?
7979And am I two?
7979And besides who asked you to come?
7979And each of them was thinking:"Do the others know?"
7979And even so, what does it matter?
7979And he noticed it then and said:"What is the matter, Rosa?
7979And if I needed it, would you not be the first to give me all your fortune?
7979And then Christophe asked him:"What do you mean by calling me Melchior?
7979And then, what could he say to her?
7979And then?...
7979And was it not himself?
7979And what do you say?"
7979And what shall I have made of my life?"
7979And what was left to him?
7979And when do you want me to write?
7979And why should Sabine be loved?
7979Ardently she prayed to God... for what?
7979Are n''t you afraid of his neighbors overhearing him?
7979Are n''t you all ashamed?
7979Are n''t you ashamed?...
7979Are they dreaming?
7979Are they living?
7979Are they what has been..._ or what will be?_... Now all is done, every haunting form is gone.
7979Are you cross with me?"
7979Are you ill?"
7979Are you in pain?"
7979Are you not ashamed?"
7979Are you really of the same nationality as Ophelia?
7979As they passed the cemetery Gottfried said:"Shall we go in?"
7979At last the old man said:"Did you like it, boy?"
7979At this hour?
7979Because she had vowed what she would do?--Who knows?
7979Besides, how was her desire unreasonable?
7979Besides, one had only to expect that the Grünebaums would find out...""What?"
7979Besides, what is the affection of others to the egoism of passion preoccupied with itself?
7979But Christophe did not hear him: he went on: and Krause mourned and thought:"What makes him say such things?
7979But Christophe stopped him:"Enough?"
7979But Gottfried replied:"What for?"
7979But all her fears vanished when the interval came and she heard him say quite kindly:"I am an unpleasant companion, eh?
7979But he made no sound, so as to avoid having to talk, and when his father, after the neighbor had gone, asked him:"Jean- Christophe, are you asleep?"
7979But he thought only:"Is there much longer?
7979But he who bears in his soul the sun and life, what need has he to seek them outside himself?
7979But how could he ask such a thing of the miller?
7979But if he received nothing?
7979But in a moment when he thought she had forgotten she asked uneasily:"What do you think ugly in me?"
7979But something held him back as he was passing: was it Sabine''s paleness, or some indefinable feeling: remorse, fear, tenderness?...
7979But their eyes said to each other:"Who are you?
7979But there had been stories; it did not matter what, did it?
7979But there were other faults against which she was powerless: what could she do against her plainness?
7979But they replied furiously:"Are n''t we capable of defending ourselves?
7979But to go, to go without seeing his mother?...
7979But what can be done against an amorphous mass which gives like a jelly, collapses under the least pressure, and retains no imprint of it?
7979But what did that matter to the unknown force which had thrown him in with the little flaxen- haired servant?
7979But what did that matter?
7979But what is it?
7979But what is to be done against the negativeness of such polite indifference?
7979But what reason had she for thinking that there was anything between Sabine and him?
7979But what would become of him if he stayed and were condemned and put in prison for years?
7979But when Christophe had said"Yes,"she turned to him and she was blushing--(or was it the reflection of the fire?)
7979But where?
7979But whose?
7979But you-- you-- can''t you do anything to stop it?
7979Can it be a quarter to nine?"
7979Can it be that at last I have a friend?
7979Christophe Krafft?
7979Christophe asked:"But how... how do you come to know him?"
7979Christophe cried:"Gottfried?"
7979Christophe had unfolded the ticket:"And what would I do with a box for four?"
7979Christophe said nothing; he thought fearfully:"And this monster sings my music?"
7979Christophe started:"How the devil did he know?...
7979Christophe tried to talk to her, though not to explain himself--(what could he say to her?
7979Christophe was amazed and ran after them asking:"What is it?"
7979Christophe was glad to hear it, and looked at him a little distrustfully:"Seriously?"
7979Christophe what?
7979Christophe?
7979Could he keep his inspiration this time?
7979Could n''t you stay at home?"
7979Did he believe or did he not?...
7979Did n''t I, Désirée?"
7979Did she know herself?...
7979Did they not see that she was ugly, and that Christophe could not bear her?...
7979Dismissed her because of me?"
7979Do I still exist?
7979Do n''t you see that he is a''_ Brahmin_''"?
7979Do you know what we''ll do?
7979Do you not feel it?
7979Do you not think there was something providential in that strange meeting?
7979Do you think I care about being a famous man?...
7979Do you think I did not see you just now kicking the man who is lying half dead in the next room?
7979Do you think I did not see you with your knife?
7979Do you think I have lost my life for you?"
7979Do you think there are ten people in the world who love music?
7979Do you think we need a gentleman from the town to tell us what we should do?
7979Do you think you can go on making fun of me any longer?
7979Do you want me to come back?
7979Does he know what will come out of it, more than what will come out of the other?
7979Expression?
7979For all that, the news brought by Schulz excited him; he waved his short arms and his lamp and asked:"What?
7979From what abyss came these desires that wrenched his body and mind?
7979From what obscure abysm of creation?
7979Go to bed.... My poor boy, are you going out of your senses?"
7979God, how is it possible?
7979Good or bad?
7979Gottfried said kindly:"Well, boy...""What is it, uncle?
7979Gottfried was surprised and touched, and went on saying,"What?
7979Gottfried went on pityingly:"Why did you do it?
7979Had he lost money without knowing it or-- what was infinitely more probable-- had he reckoned up wrongly?
7979Had he not all but yielded to the temptation to snap off his life himself, cowardly to escape his sorrow?
7979Had he not taken it into his head one evening to try and play his great violin concerto in the middle of an act of the_ Valkyrie_?
7979Had he said:"They will...."Or:"They would...?"
7979Had they really loved each other?
7979Have I not told you how sad I was and lonely before I knew you?
7979Have you forgotten my name?"
7979He asked her:"Are you happy here?"
7979He asked her:"You are happy?"
7979He asked in a whisper:"Are you ill?"
7979He asked kindly:"You have been very unhappy?"
7979He asked with a sigh:"And yet, does it cost you nothing to renounce life altogether?"
7979He asked, trembling:"Did she suffer much?"
7979He asked:"Did she... did she tell you to do that?"
7979He asked:"How are you?"
7979He asked:"What man made that, grandfather?"
7979He blamed himself: perhaps he had lost his judgment?
7979He chuckled:"Christophe, are you going to the theater?"
7979He fidgeted so much that in the end a head would peer over the piano, and say:"Hullo, boy, are you mad?
7979He had sometime?
7979He had spasms of revolt: where was his will, of which he was so proud?
7979He had to give you an example!--And now you want to make him bear everything?...
7979He kissed the boy''s head, and said:"You want to be a great man?"
7979He knew him then?"
7979He knew that Schulz would gladly lead him the money, but he would not ask him for it.... Why?
7979He looked at Pottpetschmidt and wondered:"Does he really feel that?"
7979He looked at the gap in the banisters.... What if he were to throw himself down?...
7979He looked more closely at Jean- Christophe, coughed, and said:"Herr Krafft, will you give me the letter that is in your hand?"
7979He looked quietly at Jean- Christophe, and saw his angry face, and smiled, and said:"Have you composed any others?
7979He made a gesture of surprise:"French?
7979He murmured:"What have I done, Your Highness?"
7979He noticed her accent and asked:"You are a foreigner?"
7979He passed her: then he stopped, turned, and without stopping to think:"You ca n''t get a seat, Fräulein?"
7979He peered through the door and asked:"Who is there?
7979He pounced on the stick and asked in a choking voice:"Where did you get this?...
7979He raised his head angrily:"What?
7979He remarked quietly:"Then I am to go and smooth things down with the_ Wagner- Verein_?"
7979He said to her jokingly:"It is all one to you, eh?
7979He said:"At night?"
7979He sobbed:"What have I done to them?"
7979He stuttered:"H-- here?"
7979He thought:"He is mad, mad, mad as a hatter...."His sister, to whom he reported the interview, at once shrugged her shoulders and said:"Mad?
7979He thought:"Why are you so beautiful, and they-- men-- so ugly?"
7979He thought:"Why is it not she who is dead, and the other who is alive?"
7979He thought:"With such as example, what right has any man to complain?
7979He was a little anxious about her part and asked:"You think you will know it?"
7979He was asking himself:"Does he believe, or does he believe that he believes?"
7979He was thinking:"Do you, though?
7979He was vaguely conscious of it, and uneasily asked her:"Why do you look at me like that?"
7979He wearied of an illusory possession: he wished to seize his dreams.--How to begin?
7979He went on in a trembling voice:"Is_ he_ still in the house?"
7979He went on:"Uncle, have you ever made them?"
7979He whispered:"Do you hear?"
7979He will succeed, then?"
7979He would ask himself:"What is there between these creatures and...?"
7979He would have liked to speak to her, just to say,"How do you do?"
7979He would think:"Why, why is she like this?
7979Hellmuth said to him with a frigid smile:"Is it not fortunate enough to please you?"
7979Her little feet: where were they now?
7979Her love?...
7979His father woke up and cried:"Who is there?"
7979His mother leans out of her bed towards him, and says:"What is it, then, little mad thing?"
7979Hours?...
7979How came she there?
7979How could he reply to absurdities which he blushed to hear on the lips of a man whom he esteemed and loved?
7979How could he, so clever as he was, love a little creature whose insignificance and mediocrity were patent?
7979How could it be wrong, since his father did it?
7979How could one know?...
7979How could the child be presented in such a state?
7979How could they admit their own right to judge for themselves?
7979How dared he have demanded more than they?
7979How did he come there?
7979How did they come to this room?
7979How do people sleep forever?
7979How have I been able to live so long without you?
7979How is a creature to know himself in the midst of these vast spaces?
7979How is it that they are so obedient?
7979How should I make them?
7979How should he have them?
7979How should he think of her?
7979How the devil did he bring himself to do it?"
7979How would the creatures of his dreams live?
7979How would their voices sound?
7979How?
7979How?..."
7979I am not bad?"
7979I can not... can not live now.... What is the good of living?"
7979I do n''t understand it,""Then you did not read it when you set it to music?"
7979I think...""Did she say anything?"
7979I?...
7979If I still loved you...?"
7979If Lorchen had not been able to reach Louisa, or to bring back the answer?
7979If they wanted him to keep quiet, why did they play airs which make you march?
7979If you go, what will become of me?
7979Immediate... immediate?
7979In the midst of her sorrow, and the sorrow of her friend more hers than her own, could she repress a glad impulse, an unreasoning hope?
7979Inform the police of the letters?--That would make their insinuations public...--Pretend to ignore them?
7979Is he really coming?"
7979Is it him?
7979Is it not much better and finer to be loved and understood by a few honest men than to be heard, criticised, and toadied by thousands of fools?...
7979Is it only possible to love, to love, at the cost of the profanation of the beloved?...
7979Is n''t it beautiful?"
7979Is n''t life sad and ugly?"
7979Is not the end of all things in that?"
7979Is that all you say?
7979Is that all?"
7979Is there a single one?"
7979It is fun....""You do n''t want to come back?"
7979It is rhythmic, is n''t it?"
7979It is true, is n''t it, Kunz?"
7979It was a little damp: would she not be cold?...
7979It was arranged between you?"
7979It was too late now to abandon his journey: and what if she were to ask him to do so?...
7979It was true: what need was there to sing?...
7979It would be the same with him if he were to die?
7979Jean Michel continued in a lower tone, though with outbursts of anger:"What have I done to the good God to have this drunkard for my son?
7979Jean- Christophe did not understand why he should take so much trouble; his father loved him, then?
7979Jean- Christophe shrugged his shoulders as though to say:"What interest can this person have for me?"
7979Jean- Christophe stopped dead, and asked:"Have they returned?"
7979Jean- Christophe swallowed down his spittle and asked in a voice which he strove to make careless:"Who was it?"
7979Jean- Christophe took Otto''s hand, and in a trembling voice said:"Will you be my friend?"
7979Jean- Christophe, a little hurt, asked him:"Why are you laughing?"
7979Jean- Christophe, with tears in his voice, cried out:"But why do you say they are ugly?"
7979Like so many other great German musicians in distress, Christophe turned towards Paris.... What did he know of the French?
7979Lorchen had understood him:"You want to see your mother?...
7979Louisa was horrified, but she tried to smile and say chokingly:"What is it, my dear?"
7979Louisa was reassured, and scolded him forcibly:"What is the matter with you?
7979Loved?
7979Mannheim, to whom he confided his discouragement, laughed at him:"What is it?"
7979Melchior''s booming voice said:"Jean- Christophe, do you hear?
7979Minutes?
7979Music must be modest and sincere-- or else, what is it?
7979Must he remain imprisoned in his sterility?
7979No?
7979Not that one, sleeping by his side.--She, the only she, the beloved, the poor little woman who was dead.--But is it that one?
7979Nothing, only an airy dream, like serene music, floating down a sunbeam, like the gossamers on fine summer days.... What has happened?
7979Of what force was he the prey?
7979Oh, can I ever do it?"
7979On the one hand a little good and much evil; on the other neither good nor evil on earth, and after, infinite happiness-- how can one hesitate?"
7979One day he came to the office uneasy and scowling: and, throwing a visiting card on the table, he asked:"What does this mean?"
7979One evening he asked her:"Do you like music?"
7979Only"--here his voice trembled--"only, later on, when I am no more, it will remind you of your old grandfather... eh?
7979Ought they not rather to be grateful to him?
7979Perhaps you will think it absurd.... Would not you like for once in a way to write what you think of music and the musicos?
7979Pleasant?
7979Pleasure was not the only bond between them: there was an indefinable poetry of memories and dreams,--their own?
7979Pointing to the valise he said:"That is mine, is n''t it?"
7979Promise me that you will not leave me?"
7979Rosa asked:"Do you want to go back to your room?"
7979Select?
7979Shall I be nothing, always?"
7979Shall I make so bold as to hope that Thou wilt let fall upon them the august approbation of Thy paternal regard?...
7979She dared not investigate it or ask Jean- Christophe if it were true, for, if it were true, what could she do?
7979She dropped the piece of bread she was raising to her lips and said sorrowfully and reproachfully:"Why do you want to torture me?"
7979She expected anything now, and when he came and sat by her she was frozen with terror: what eccentricity would he commit next?
7979She herself had not known his love: how dared he then reveal it to another?
7979She insisted:"Truly you will not go?"
7979She laughed, and said:"What?"
7979She looked at him kindly, shook his hands vigorously, and said:"Friends?"
7979She said in a low voice:"Are you amused?"
7979She says, laughing:"You want to strangle me?"
7979She shouted louder than they in a shrill, piercing scream:"What have you to say to it all?
7979She showed him the branch to which she was clinging and asked:"Would you like some?"
7979She thought for a moment, smiled, and said:"Just a moment, Christli: you say that you do not like lying?"
7979She took offense:"First of all, I never lie.... And then, I can not very well tell her...."He asked her half in jest, half in earnest:"Why not?"
7979She waited a moment, and then said in an injured tone:"Will you please pick up my handkerchief?"
7979She was full of common sense: what good were they to him?
7979She was happy: why should he not be happy, too?
7979She was waiting.... For what?...
7979She would ask insidiously:"Do you love me?"
7979She would return to the charge again, and ask him:"Do you love me because you love me, or because I love you?"
7979She?...
7979Should he not stop, and go back, and run back to the girl?
7979Should not Christophe have been more sensible than any other of her goodness and her affectionate need of self- devotion?
7979Should they mention it to Christophe?
7979Since men are so stupid as not to be able to bear the truth, why force it on them?
7979So might a robber, who has just fleeced a traveler, say to him:"What are you staying for?
7979So they stayed... for how long?
7979So, then, why_ will_?
7979Sometimes in his haste he would strike too hard, and then his mother would cry out,"Will you not be quiet?
7979Suddenly he said:"And you, grandfather?"
7979Suddenly they saw that she was lost....""And she... did she know it?"
7979Ten minutes later Jean- Christophe broke out again:"Are you friends with him?"
7979Ten times during the night he had asked himself,"Where will she be to- morrow?"
7979That is life.... And how are you?
7979That''s true, Jean- Christophe?
7979The boy returned to the attack:"But, uncle, is n''t it possible to make other songs, new songs?"
7979The evil?
7979The joy of a clever slave?
7979The poor woman trembled, and, trying to take on an indifferent tone of voice, she asked:"Who?"
7979Then I am condemned to stay with you all my life?"
7979These great Germans, against whom he revolted, were they not his blood, his flesh, his most precious life?
7979They all turned and asked:"How do you know...?"
7979They are stupid, they do n''t mean anything.... You see?
7979They did not want him?
7979They turned to her father:"Ca n''t you make her be silent?"
7979Thought?
7979To accept their weakness, to seem to bow to it, and to feel free to despise them in his heart, is there not a secret joy in that?
7979To create things like that, such marvelous spectacles-- is there anything more glorious?
7979To see the triumph of Fortinbras?
7979Was it evil?
7979Was it not closed just now?
7979Was it not for them also that he was working?
7979Was it possible that they could have loved like that?
7979Was it really a shadow or a creature?
7979Was not Art also an illusion?
7979Was not Rosa in league with her family?
7979Was she gliding?
7979Was she moving?
7979Was she so constrained because of her mother, or was it that he did not understand?
7979Was she still?...
7979Was that he-- he, himself?...
7979Was there an accident, some untoward misfortune?
7979Were they going to part like that?
7979What are others to me?
7979What are these visions that fill the child with sadness and sweet sorrow?
7979What boots it for a man to be the victim of his thoughts?
7979What did they not respect?
7979What did_ it_ want?
7979What do their ideas or their art matter to me?
7979What do you say about this?...
7979What do you want with Frau Krafft?"
7979What do you want?
7979What do you want?"
7979What does he see now?
7979What does that matter?
7979What exactly do you want?
7979What good was it for her to love him?
7979What had become of her?
7979What had become of her?
7979What had happened?
7979What had he done for eternity?
7979What had he done for his God, for his art, for his soul?
7979What had he done in the year?
7979What had he done to them all?
7979What had he done?
7979What had she done to be loved?...
7979What had she done to possess such a body?
7979What has happened to me?..."
7979What has he done?
7979What have I done?"
7979What have I to do with them?"
7979What have you done?"
7979What if I were lost?..."
7979What is he?
7979What is his name?
7979What is it?
7979What is it?"
7979What is it?"
7979What is it?"
7979What is it?"
7979What is that?
7979What is the matter?"
7979What is the prompter for?"
7979What is the use of all this quibbling?
7979What is the use of complaining when there is nothing to be done?
7979What lay between them and him?
7979What made you think of such a thing?"
7979What more did criticism want?
7979What proof had he of that?...
7979What shall we do?"
7979What should I do, if you went too?"
7979What should he do to- morrow... in an hour... the time it took to cross the plowed field to reach the road?...
7979What should he do?
7979What sort of creature am I?..."
7979What sort of music do you love?
7979What was happening?
7979What was he asking?
7979What was her goodness to him?
7979What was her life to him?...
7979What was it made them so set against him?
7979What was the good of fighting?
7979What were you singing?"
7979What will become of me?
7979What will issue from it?
7979What will you do to live?
7979What would become of her without him?...
7979What would he find in it?
7979What would music be without the executant?
7979What would she do about him?
7979What would the learned in the art say of me?''
7979What would the world be without prayer?
7979What would you do for me?"
7979What would you have me do to stir your heart?"
7979What?
7979What?"
7979Whatsoever I do, whithersoever I go, is not the end always the same?
7979When Ada asked him jokingly:"Would you leave your music for me?"
7979When Christophe had gone Lothair asked Judith:"Well, you probed him enough: what do you think of the artist?"
7979When he had done yawning he asked:"Have you been in Berlin long?"
7979When he had finished whining, Jean- Christophe did not budge, but asked him harshly:"Where is the piano?"
7979When will they get up?...
7979When would he see her again?
7979Whence came this wind?
7979Whence come they?
7979Where are you going?"
7979Where could he seek to hold her, in himself, or outside himself?...
7979Where did you get it?"
7979Where do you come from, first of all?"
7979Where is he-- he_ himself_?"
7979Where should he find her?
7979Where was_ it_ going?
7979Which was true-- that or what had just been?
7979Whither should he go?
7979Who are these people?
7979Who are you?
7979Who asked your advice?
7979Who can say?...
7979Who could deliver him from them?
7979Who felt more than he the goodness of Schubert, the innocence of Haydn, the tenderness of Mozart, the great heroic heart of Beethoven?
7979Who had opened it?...
7979Who has ever understood his work but the author?
7979Who is it?"
7979Who loved them better than he?
7979Who thinks of envying the conqueror?
7979Who was it?...
7979Who would be he after being gorged with all the wild and absurd savagery of life?
7979Why are people like this?
7979Why be angry because of what you can not do?
7979Why can I believe no more?
7979Why deny those who love you the opportunity-- the happiness of doing you a service?...
7979Why did they want to spoil his pleasure?
7979Why did you not write to me?"
7979Why did you write them?"
7979Why do n''t you answer?"
7979Why do you laugh?
7979Why do you look at me like that?
7979Why does he wait until he is alone?
7979Why had he not thought of it?...
7979Why had they waited so long to make it?
7979Why must he make her suffer?...
7979Why not leave both with their spontaneity and freedom of movement?
7979Why select among So many thousands of dreams?
7979Why should I make them?"
7979Why should n''t you make shoes?"
7979Why should she have such a body, she, and not Sabine?...
7979Why these gathered impressions composed only of songs or preludes?
7979Why would she not accept that she could understand nothing?
7979Why?
7979Why?
7979Why?
7979Why?
7979Why?
7979Why?
7979Why?"
7979Why?"
7979Will it always be so?
7979Will you be very nice?
7979Will you make use of it with me?"
7979Will you take over our musical criticism?"
7979Wind, dust, nothing.... What did his intentions avail him?
7979With his arms folded he turned towards Christophe and jerked his chin at him:"And,"he said,"what business had this fellow here?"
7979With tears in her eyes she said:"You promise-- you promise that you will love me always?"
7979Would I like?...
7979Would he ever reach it?
7979Would not that even more certainly mean destitution and misery for her?
7979Would not you do the same?
7979Would you forget me?
7979Would you?"
7979Yes or no?"
7979Yes, what if he were to kill himself to punish them?
7979You are loved....""What is that to me?
7979You are of my opinion?"
7979You could not be angry with me?"
7979You do n''t care about what I''m telling you?"
7979You do n''t know it?"
7979You do n''t like it?..."
7979You do n''t see?..."
7979You do n''t think that he drinks?"
7979You do n''t understand each other?
7979You do not want me to meet him?"
7979You know each other?"
7979You know it?..."
7979You must know some?
7979You see that, too?"
7979You will be faithful to me?
7979You will do that?"
7979You will not keep anything from me?"
7979You will not leave me?
7979You will not leave me?...
7979You wo n''t be angry with the Frenchwoman for not being serious?"
7979You wo n''t be angry?)
7979You wo n''t forget him?"
7979You wo n''t tell anybody?..."
7979again?"
7979and when he had killed him would there he any change in the animosity of those people whose insulting laughter was still ringing in his ears?
7979asked Christophe with a start,"the little governess?"
7979asked the footman, ironically emphasizing the word_ Frau_,"Your mother?
7979he asked,"where is he now?"
7979he said, in a troubled voice...."And how is one not to be afraid?"
7979he to do with all these?
7979he would say slyly as he came up to him,"another masterpiece?"
7979how is it that they are held captive in this old box?
7979or is this the end of all?
7979or out of the window?...
7979or those of the men and women who had loved before them, who had been before them,--in them?...
7979said Frau Reinhart,"you knew her too?"
7979what could he say to a little puritanical and naïve girl?
7979what will he look like?''
7979what?"
7979who would have thought it when we were together?
7979you do n''t like being beaten?
7979you do n''t think so?
7979you will never leave me?
7979yourselves in a mirror?