marius

That "then" signified: If you do not come to embrace me. Marius looked at his grandfather, whose pallor gave him a face of marble.

And he stared at Marius intently with his epic effrontery. His eyes grew larger with the proud light within them.

Marius had had a furnace in his brain all day long; now it was a whirlwind.

There Jean Valjean halted, let Marius slide to the ground, placed his back against the wall, and cast his eyes about him.

The shot sped, traversed the hand and possibly, also, the workman, since he fell, but the ball did not strike Marius.

She did not enter, but held back in the darkness of the corridor, where Marius could see her through the half-open door.

She grasped Marius' hand convulsively with her pierced hand, but she no longer seemed to feel her sufferings.

It was the same enchantment in two souls, tinged with voluptuousness in Marius, and with modesty in Cosette.

In the last years of the Republic, various generals either seized power or dominated the state: Marius, Sulla, and Pompey.

In this state of revery, an eye which could have cast a glance into Marius'interior would have been dazzled with the purity of that soul.

He would have liked to have Marius understand, and Marius did not understand, which made the goodman furious.

It must be supposed, that M. Leblanc finally noticed something, for often, when Marius arrived, he rose and began to walk about.

It reported BHP chief executive Marius Kloppers said the deal's completion was hampered by a proposed new Australian tax on mining profits.

Marius had risen, and was staring in a sort of stupor at this being, who was almost like the forms of the shadows which traverse dreams.

She told herself, that it was very naughty and very wicked of her, to have forgotten the words uttered by Marius.

Marius then told him what it had not before occurred to him to relate, that he was the same as alone in the world, and had no relatives.

Marius, with his forehead clasped in his hands, was kneeling upon the grass on a grave.

Cosette, who only understood in a very confused manner, redoubled her caresses, as though she desired to pay Marius' debt.

Marius thrust aside the bar which had so often allowed him to pass, emerged from the garden, and said: "I will go. "

When Marius re-entered the redoubt with Gavroche in his arms, his face, like the child, was inundated with blood.

Marius had risen to his feet behind them, and was following them with his eyes, as was fitting in the desperate situation of his soul.

For a moment, Marius thought that she was another daughter of the same man, a sister of the former, no doubt.

One day she suddenly thought of Marius: "Why! " said she, "I no longer think of him. "

Marius could hardly distinguish her through the luminous vapor which had suddenly spread before his eyes.

The door opened, and Marius saw the tall Jondrette come in with a candle in her hand.

Marius ate like an ogre. He gave the waiter six sous.

And by the way, Monsieur Marius, I believe that I was a little bit in love with you.

She dropped her head again on Marius' knees, and her eyelids closed. He thought the poor soul had departed.

If he had worn a decoration, Marius would have said: "He is an ex-officer. "

Marius, since that time, had not gone further than to touch Cosette's hand, or her kerchief, or a lock of her hair, with his lips.

Marius, thoughtfully, and with his eyes diked on the ceiling, repeated almost mechanically: "My mother? "

She called Marius by his name; he could not doubt that he was the person whom she wanted; but who was this girl?

Marius heard singular propositions on every sort of subject, which embarrassed his still timid mind.

Marius Haas, senior vice president of HP's ProCurve division, said the 3Com deal puts HP in a good position to compete against Cisco.

When a shot laid Marius low, Jean Valjean leaped forward with the agility of a tiger, fell upon him as on his prey, and bore him off.

In the meantime, she had halted in front of Marius with a trace of joy in her livid countenance, and something which resembled a smile.

Marius thought he perceived that this man had an extremely well satisfied air.

Marius and Cosette never asked themselves whither this was to lead them. They considered that they had already arrived.

It was at this epoch that Marius, after the lapse of six months, saw her once more at the Luxembourg.

The driver halted, winked, and held out his left hand to Marius, rubbing his forefinger gently with his thumb.

Marius, vaguely impressed with the almost savage beauty of the place, asked this passer-by: -- "What is the name of this spot? "

Marius had hardly made this scene at her with his eyes, when some one crossed the walk.

marius: Greek Christian theologian and founder of Arianism, a doctrine that led to his condemnation as a heretic.

In short, he had been administering to himself little inward remonstrances and he feared Marius' reproaches.

And no longer in pursuance of orders, but from personal curiosity, like dogs who hunt on their own account, he set out to follow Marius.

Marius told me that you wish me to receive you here.

After perusing these four letters, Marius did not find himself much further advanced than before.

That evening left Marius profoundly shaken, and with a melancholy shadow in his soul.

"I do not know in the least, " replied Marius.

Marius had not left the Gorbeau house. He paid no attention to any one there.

When Marius passed near her, he could not see her eyes, which were constantly lowered.

Sometimes, beautiful as Cosette was, Marius shut his eyes in her presence.

Marius, on his side, grasped the pistol in his right pocket, drew it out and cocked it.

He had only his head above the water now and his two arms holding up Marius.

Marius had just asked his grandfather's permission to take a little trip, adding that he meant to set out that very evening.

He still held Marius on high, and with an unheard-of expenditure of force, he advanced still; but he was sinking.

Marius might have set out that very evening and have been with his father on the following morning.

And he advanced on the tips of his boots towards the corner which Marius had turned.

It was hither that Marius had come on the first occasion of his absenting himself from Paris.

It chanced that Marius' solitary strolls led him to this plot of ground, near the water.

But he had no time to tell anything. Marius drew him aside with a shudder.

Marius Kloppers, chief executive of BHP Billiton, said the takeover, valued at about $127bn, made "more sense than ever" .

The white-haired workman whom Marius had encountered in the vicinity of the Invalides recurred to his mind.

The doctor, the priest, and the woman gazed at Marius in the midst of their affliction without uttering a word; he was the stranger there.

Beginning with that blessed and holy hour when a kiss betrothed these two souls, Marius was there every evening.

At any other time, Marius would have behaved quite differently to Eponine.

In a few days, Marius had become Courfeyrac's friend.

Marius' eyelids did not open; but his half-open mouth still breathed.

The cell next to it was occupied by a very poor young man who was called M. Marius.

Nothing evokes a memory like an odor. Marius recognized that tobacco.

Marius did not understand, and committed this error.

The reader has just seen how Marius discovered, or thought that he discovered, that She was named Ursule.

As there was never any one in the street, and as Marius never entered the garden except at night, he ran no risk of being seen.

All this, which was rather to be apprehended than seen through the smoke, Marius, who was entering the tap-room, hardly noticed.

Nevertheless, by a sort of instinct, Jondrette lowered his voice, although not sufficiently to prevent Marius hearing his words.

All that Marius had caught a glimpse of and had surmised was real.

One o'clock had just struck, the trap was to be sprung at six. Marius had five hours before him.

That devil of a Marius has ferreted out the nest of a millionaire grisette in his tree of dreams!

As long as there was any danger, M. Gillenormand, seated in despair at his grandson's pillow, was, like Marius, neither alive nor dead.

Such was the innocence of their love that Marius was not even acquainted with Cosette's handwriting.

From that moment forth, Marius added to his happiness of seeing her at the Luxembourg the happiness of following her home.

"Can that be Marius? " said the lieutenant.

Marius looked at her, then raised his eyes to heaven, and answered: "Nothing. "

Then, touched by Combeferre's words, shaken by Enjolras' order, touched by Marius' entreaty, these heroic men began to denounce each other.

Do you know, Mr. Marius, that you are a very handsome fellow?

Marius heard Mother Jondrette's heavy hand fumbling at his lock in the dark.

Marius did not address all these questions to himself.

As for Marius, as he allowed them to dress his wounds and care for him, he had but one fixed idea: Cosette.

Marius' chair approached still nearer . Thenardier took advantage of this to draw a long breath . He went on.

Mr. Mornant told the men to stop, but Marius caught his foot in a rock and fell.

Marius' chair approached still nearer . Thenardier took advantage of this to draw a long breath . He went on.

Mr. Mornant told the men to stop, but Marius caught his foot in a rock and fell.

Thenceforth, Marius had but one thought, --to gaze once more on that sweet and adorable face.

She raised her hand to Marius, and in the middle of that hand Marius saw a black hole.

"My name is Marius, " said he. "And yours? "

Marius But you will live , 'Ponine - dear God above. . . If I could close your wounds with words of love.

Besides his father's name, another name was graven in Marius' heart, the name of Thenardier.

For thirty sous, Marius got it turned by some porter or other, and it was a new coat.

Marius approached her and purchased the finest flowers in her flat basket.

Once he was forced to seat himself on the banquette in order to alter Marius' position, and he thought that he should have to remain there.

Marius You would live. A hundred years. If I could show you how. I won't desert you now.

"Married men and the supporters of families, step out of the ranks! " repeated Marius.

Marius turned pale. All the blood flowed back to his heart.

Marius, recovering from his wounds, imagines he is back at the ABC cafe.

The girl whom he could no longer call Ursule was evidently somewhere; nothing warned Marius in what direction he should seek her.

Marius had preserved the religious habits of his childhood.

The adorable young girl, whom Marius, in his heart, called "his Ursule, " approached her hastily.

He gazed upon Marius with the eyes of a grandmother. He brooded over him while he ate.

Marius remained outside. A shot had just broken his collar bone, he felt that he was fainting and falling.

It hardly occurred to Marius that Cosette had a father. His brain was dazzled and obliterated.

Cosette, utterly overwhelmed by this unexpected blow, had hastily penned a couple of lines to Marius.

Marius wore no cravat, he had on his working-coat, which was destitute of buttons, his shirt was torn along one of the plaits on the bosom.

They talked low. Marius, resting on his elbow on his reclining chair, Cosette standing beside him.

Marius heard him lay something heavy on the table, probably the chisel which he had purchased.

Then Marius did not stay.

And Marius stupidly counted them; there were still five of them! Then his glance dropped to the four uniforms.

Marius dashed out of the barricade, Combeferre followed him.

It was the wedding night of Marius and Cosette.

And the porter, raising his eyes, recognized Marius.

"But you do not promise me! " exclaimed Marius.

As Marius was withdrawing, after concluding his inspection, he heard his name pronounced feebly in the darkness.

By dint of pity for his father, Marius had nearly arrived at aversion for his grandfather.

Only, Courfeyrac saw this change in Marius, that his taciturnity was of the beaming order.

Cosette asked nothing more, since she had but one need on earth, Marius.

This was the man for whom Marius was searching.

She put Marius' hand in the pocket of her blouse.

Marius, on the evening following this dialogue, mounted the diligence without suspecting that he was watched.

Marius wore crape on his hat. That was all.

Marius Kloppers, its chief executive, will this weekend decide whether to plough on with the bid or walk away.

Marius absent three days, this was horrible on the part of the good God.

Marius was standing, mute, with pendant arms and the face of a criminal; M. Gillenormand was pacing back and forth in the room.

She pulled her chemise up on her shoulders, made a low bow to Marius, then a familiar sign with her hand, and went towards the door, saying

Marius fixed his despairing eyes on that dismal house, which was as black and as silent as a tomb and far more empty.

That day, Cosette's glance drove Marius beside himself, and Marius' glance set Cosette to trembling.

"Request Courfeyrac to come and talk with me, " said Marius.

Marius was the brass vase, while Father Gillenormand was the iron pot.

At every jolt over the pavement, a drop of blood trickled from Marius' hair.

She set herself to adoring Marius as something charming, luminous, and impossible.

As for Marius and Cosette, they were gazing at each other while this was going on; they hardly heeded this detail.

She stammered all pale, yet flushed, she wanted to fling herself into Marius' arms, and dared not.

But Enjolras and Marius, and the seven or eight rallied about them, sprang forward and protected them.

Every Monday, Marius had five francs handed in to the clerk's office of La Force for Thenardier.

He went down and found Bernadet working on the engine. Marius and Yves were watching him.

Her obedience in this instance consisted in not remembering what Marius forgot.

The conclusion of Marius' classical studies coincided with M. Gillenormand's departure from society.

Marius' blandishments, all saturated with fancy, were, so to speak, of azure hue.

And Marius, in the very heavens, thought he heard a strain sung by a star.

WCF reader Marius was quick on the draw when he spotted a new Citroen C3 on the street in Deauville, France.

The insurgents under the eye of Enjolras, for Marius no longer looked after anything, had made good use of the night.

"Good evening, Mr. Marius, " said she suddenly and abruptly; and away she went.

Marius had taken Cosette to his father's grave.

Should he enter into participation in the fair fortunes of Cosette and Marius?

M. Mabeuf had taken a fancy to Marius, because Marius, being young and gentle, warmed his age without startling his timidity.

Marius had two reasons for this prompt change of residence.

However, Marius experienced only an emotion of horror, but no fear.

The fireplace and the two chairs were exactly opposite Marius.

Marius' cheek touched his, and clung there, bleeding.

Marius, who was, perhaps, dead, weighed him down as inert bodies weigh.

Marius' two arms were passed round his neck, and the former's feet dragged behind him.

The father and daughter, arm in arm, had just passed Marius' bench.

Why did this man give no sign of life to Marius, who owed everything to him?

That face was not wholly unknown to Marius.

For that errand I had counted on that abstracted Marius, who is a good fellow on the whole, but he no longer comes to us.

Marius went off quite abashed, but delighted.

Marius breathed freely in Courfeyrac's society, a decidedly new thing for him.

Marius rushed headlong in that direction.

Marius remained only forty-eight hours at Vernon.

Marius said to Courfeyrac: "I have come to sleep with you. "

On the following day, which was the third, Ma'am Bougon was thunderstruck. Marius went out in his new coat.

A gloomy chill traversed Marius' heart.

The barricade has two saviors, Marius Pontmercy and yourself.

In three or four weeks, Marius had devoured this bliss.

Marius alone, stationed on one side, at the extreme left of the barricade, saw them pass.

You are following me too closely, Monsieur Marius.

Marius, my boy, you are a Baron, you are rich, don't go to pettifogging , I beg of you.

He visited Paris very rarely, and so rarely that Marius had never seen him.

An idea flashed across Marius' mind.

Marius paid no heed to these symptoms.

There, in fact, Marius felt a paper.

On such evenings, Marius put on his new coat.

"I entreat you, " said Marius.

It will be remembered that he had Marius' pass-key.

"What is his name? " resumed Marius.

He deciphered the few lines written by Marius, and muttered: "Gillenormand, Rue des Filles -duCalvaire, No. 6. "

It sometimes happened that officious busybodies spoke to him of Marius, and asked him: "What is your grandson doing? "

Then that is where Marius is going?

"What? " demanded Marius. "What do you mean? "

He obeyed; she laid her head on Marius' knees, and, without looking at him, she said

"I have ten francs left, " said Marius.

She held a letter in her hand, which she presented to Marius.

"Very well, " said Marius, "then I will go elsewhere. "

I say all! Do you hear me, Marius!

How silly we are! Marius, I have an idea.

So Marius saw them nearly every day, at the same hour, during the first year.

A full month elapsed, during which Marius went every day to the Luxembourg .

Tell me your thought, Marius; you have some idea.

When Marius became a lawyer, he informed his grandfather of the fact in a letter which was cold but full of submission and respect.

This monologue concluded, he turned to Marius, and demanded, gazing at him intently the while

When he beheld Marius convalescent, feeling that the hour was at hand, when that money might prove of service, he had gone to get it;

Marius took his key from his waistcoat pocket, handed it to the inspector and added

One morning, the proprietor of the hotel entered Marius' room and said to him

She tried to follow him, but Marius walked briskly, and with immense strides;

Marius becomes Practical once more to the Extent of Giving Cosette his Address

Then she scrutinized Marius, assumed a singular air and said

It was with an accent of severity that Marius continued

The Use made of Marius'Five-Franc Piece

he caught a faint glimpse above him of the drooping head and livid face of Marius;

There was still a shade in the words "the beautiful lady" which troubled Marius. He resumed

He went on, muttering between his teeth, and not addressing Marius so much as his cravat

And, turning to Marius and Cosette, with both arms extended in blessing, he cried

Localization of core lift classes (Thanks Marius)

Marius, Emerging from Civil War, Makes Ready for Domestic War

Marius reddened slightly and replied

answer me ! - he defied our master , marius

For Cosette, to listen to Marius talk in politics;

She dipped her pen in the ink, and turning to Marius