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revealing a shabby hovel of a place that reeked of decay and mould
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So, instead of creeping about I took a deep breath and bellowed out his name into the nearest hovel which caused a rattled flock of partridges to explode and clatter into the air right in front of my face almost knocking me over in their escape
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The hovel was open and a group of small multilegged animals was silently prowling thru it, picking at crumbs
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able to leave their miserable hovel and head west to
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movement from within the little hovel and the lamp inside
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hovel that was the home of Guillaume Leclercq
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But compare the spacious palace and great wardrobe of the one, with the hovel and the few rags of the other, and you will be sensible that the difference between their clothing, lodging, and household furniture, is almost as great in quantity as it is in quality
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In actuality, he faced the broken wall of a hovel
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If you had fifty drachmai to your name, you wouldn’t have to rent a hovel in the worst quarter of Polis
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We moved off and joined the rest of the lads in the village I thought some of the villages that we had seen in Egypt were poor but compared to this hovel they were like palaces
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Close to the hovel in which I slept there was a curious fetish consisting of a large carved gourd, containing a few crocodile teeth, and a raised crown-work over the whole, made of long strips of hippopotamus hide
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The larger cavern had been cooler than our hovel, and the chill air blowing in from the entrance made me regret not putting on my dress
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The winter morning light that modestly shone into the hovel revealed
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Thrusting Leah aside, then gently lifting the hunched bundle that was his beloved, Moshe followed blindly after Leah who had just as quickly regained her feet and hurried toward the hovel that he had once called home
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Annyeke frowned but followed the line of his finger to a hovel which, though damaged, seemed slightly more sturdy than those around it
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He could see the hovel now
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hovel that he had once called home
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The priest was still hovering about the small hovel; he was still rambling, but now no words
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To leave this city for the dust of a desert hovel
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Not one, not two, but three hours earlier, he had positioned himself behind a first-floor window of an abandoned hovel at the corner of the alley
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As he drew near the squalid hovel of a certain leprous man, the afflicted one, having heard of his fame as a healer, made bold to accost him as he passed his door, saying as he knelt before him: "Lord, if only you would, you could make me clean
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I went to his hovel of a flat and offered him $1250 a week plus half an ounce of smoko to run around for me for ten hours a day, pretty good considering it was tax free
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If the fear stopped, the energy in the house would lighten, and I would fall back to the demon’s hovel where the energy is so dense and heavy I would be stuck like a duck in an oil spill
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Ambrosius awoke the next morning early and pulled aside the tarpaulin that served as the door to Stan's hovel
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He went back to Stan's hovel and talked to him for a while about his day, then they enjoyed the perks open to the wealthy amongst the City's restaurants and nightspots
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Ambrosius had talked at length about his flight from the Hundred Boughs and his pining for Sunbeam during the evenings spent round the fire in Stan's hovel
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He didn't know where he was going, so it must have been by some innate autopilot that he ended up at Stan's hovel an hour later
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And they did not have much as it was, the dirt floor of their tiny slums hovel showing its years, as did the dirt on the clapboard walls and the holes in the paper thin fiberwood doors
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The house was a hovel distinct only from a native hut by its corrugated iron roof
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“Wel , we found somewhere that was a pitiful down-trodden hovel of a
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There was a dwelling at the end of the pathway, not much more than a hovel
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“Not since that Michael Humpendecker moved into the hovel
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them back to your hovel for a chat and a cup of drugged potion, and they push off the moment
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in! They probably had some rundown little hovel
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A heartless hovel
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At first Galinda simply lived wild in the forest bordering the village, foraging nuts and berries and grubs and sheltering in caves or hollows, but eventually she built a large hovel of tree trunks and slabs of peat torn from the nearby bog
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that was a hovel
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A beggar to his hovel, a plumber to his wooden frame, a Goddess to her mansion
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BERGIT GLANCED AROUND her hovel suspiciously before removing the large canvas rucksack from the corner
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Without an iron fist, without the church’s power and the religious brainwashing of Catholic dogma filling their souls, without the almighty church telling them what is good and what is evil, what is Christian and what is an abomination, without the superstitions and taboos and customs and traditions and holy days and saints days and teachings of the Catholic church which had been their peasant culture as obedient feudal slaves, without their illiterate cultures kept alive by close-knit villages preserving the ancient ways, without the Medieval barbarism that had regularly swept through Europe and kept each peasant huddled in their cottage or hovel hoping and praying to God that the murderers and rapists and robbers would not burn down his village this year… gave the lower classes a chance to live in peace as equals
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“This was also the way my hovel looked on
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higher than the cramped and lowly hovel you are prepared to crouch
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The hovel of a cutter of wood into lengths for burning, was the only house at that end; all else was wall
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It seems as if the poor had gone raiding the town, and now trapesed back to their own quarters, like beetles scurrying to their holes, for that old woman fairly hobbles towards Waterloo, grasping a shiny bag, as if she had been out into the light and now made off with some scraped chicken bones to her hovel underground
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Where the hay-rick stands in the barn-yard, where the dry-stalks are scatter'd, where the brood-cow waits in the hovel,
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" And he reminded her of a miserable little hovel situated at Barneville, near Aumale, that brought in almost nothing
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Sancho slept that night in a cot in the same chamber with Don Quixote, a thing he would have gladly excused if he could for he knew very well that with questions and answers his master would not let him sleep, and he was in no humour for talking much, as he still felt the pain of his late martyrdom, which interfered with his freedom of speech; and it would have been more to his taste to sleep in a hovel alone, than in that luxurious chamber in company
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Mercedes, although deposed from the exalted position she had occupied, lost in the sphere she had now chosen, like a person passing from a room splendidly lighted into utter darkness, appeared like a queen, fallen from her palace to a hovel, and who, reduced to strict necessity, could neither become reconciled to the earthen vessels she was herself forced to place upon the table, nor to the humble pallet which had become her bed
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The unspoken thought was a looming presence, never addressed but impossible to ignore, like the cow in the cramped one- room hovel of a poor peasant
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But if perchance he had to dismount, then, after a while, from the door of that hovel or of that pulperia, with a ferocious scuffle and stifled imprecations, a cargador would fly out head first and hands abroad, to sprawl under the forelegs of the silver-grey mare, who only pricked forward her sharp little ears
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Friends had come the day before at daybreak to the door of their hovel calling him out
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mid-pasture; the high bank where the ash-trees grew; the sudden slope of the old marl-pit making a red background for the burdock; the huddled roofs and ricks of the homestead without a traceable way of approach; the gray gate and fences against the depths of the bordering wood; and the stray hovel, its old, old thatch full of mossy hills and valleys with wondrous modulations of light and shadow such as we travel far to see in later life, and see larger, but not more beautiful
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I found myself thinking of Colleen Galaher marking time in the hovel she called home
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Finally, the rumor one day spread through the town that a sort of young shepherd, who served the member of the Convention in his hovel, had come in quest of a doctor; that the old wretch was dying, that paralysis was gaining on him,
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The lower town, in which he lived, had but one school, a miserable hovel, which was falling to ruin: he constructed two, one for girls, the other for boys
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What! because it would have pleased me to play the grand and generous; this is melodrama, after all; because I should have thought of no one but myself, the idea! for the sake of saving from a punishment, a trifle exaggerated, perhaps, but just at bottom, no one knows whom, a thief, a good-for-nothing, evidently, a whole country-side must perish! a poor woman must die in the hospital! a poor little girl must die in the street! like dogs; ah, this is abominable! And without the mother even having seen her child once more, almost without the child's having known her mother; and all that for the sake of an old wretch of an applethief who, most assuredly, has deserved the galleys for something else, if not for that; fine scruples, indeed, which save a guilty man and sacrifice the innocent, which save an old vagabond who has only a few years to live at most, and who will not be more unhappy in the galleys than in his hovel, and
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They clutch at everything: a bush is a point of support; an angle of the wall offers them a rest to the shoulder; for the lack of a hovel under whose cover they can draw up, a regiment yields its ground; an unevenness in the ground, a chance turn in the landscape, a cross-path encountered at the right moment, a grove, a ravine, can stay the heel of that colossus which is called an army, and prevent its retreat
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A glance capable of piercing all that mist deeply would have perceived at some distance a sort of little sutler's wagon with a fluted wicker hood, harnessed to a famished nag which was cropping the grass across its bit as it halted, hidden, as it were, behind the hovel which adjoins the highway to Nivelles, at the angle of the road from Mont-Saint-Jean to Braine l'Alleud; and in the wagon, a sort of woman seated on coffers and packages
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down in some corner of the hovel in which Thenardier dwelt, and have fallen a-dreaming in the presence of this hideous masterpiece
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There, near a factory, and between two garden walls, there could be seen, at that epoch, a mean building, which, at the first glance, seemed as small as a thatched hovel, and which was, in reality, as large as a cathedral
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This hovel was only one story high
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The first detail that struck the observer was, that the door could never have been anything but the door of a hovel, while the window, if it had been carved out of dressed stone instead of being in rough masonry, might have been the lattice of a lordly mansion
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The man no longer produced on her the effect of being old or poor; she thought Jean Valjean handsome, just as she thought the hovel pretty
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One morning, this spy saw Jean Valjean, with an air which struck the old gossip as peculiar, entering one of the uninhabited compartments of the hovel
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"I have an isolated hovel yonder, behind the ruins of the old convent, in a corner which no one ever looks into
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This hovel, built of old rubbish, which was still in existence in 1845, was composed, as the reader already knows, of three chambers, all of which were utterly bare and had nothing beyond the walls
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Nevertheless, abandoned as this child was, it sometimes happened, every two or three months, that he said, "Come, I'll go and see mamma!" Then he quitted the boulevard, the Cirque, the Porte Saint-Martin, descended to the quays, crossed the bridges, reached the suburbs, arrived at the Salpetriere, and came to a halt, where? Precisely at that double number 50-52 with which the reader is acquainted—at the Gorbeau hovel
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At that epoch, the hovel 50-52 generally deserted and eternally decorated with the placard: "Chambers to let,"
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The most miserable of those who inhabited the hovel were a
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The chamber which the Jondrettes inhabited in the Gorbeau hovel was the last at the end of the corridor
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On the following day, Ma'am Bougon, as Courfeyrac styled the old portress-principal-tenant, housekeeper of the Gorbeau hovel, Ma'am Bougon, whose name was, in reality, Madame Burgon, as we have found out, but this iconoclast, Courfeyrac, respected nothing,—Ma'am Bougon observed, with stupefaction, that M
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What Marius now beheld was a hovel
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The chamber which Marius occupied had a dilapidated brick pavement; this one was neither tiled nor planked; its inhabitants stepped directly on the antique plaster of the hovel, which had grown black under the long-continued pressure of feet
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bread in the hovel, but there was still tobacco
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LIGHT IN THE HOVEL
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Silence reigned for a moment in the hovel
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The hovel was so dark, that people coming from without felt on entering it the effect produced on entering a cellar
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If he had had those five francs, he would have been saved, he would have been born again, he would have emerged from the limbo and darkness, he would have made his escape from isolation and spleen, from his widowed state; he might have re-knotted the black thread of his destiny to that beautiful golden thread, which had just floated before his eyes and had broken at the same instant, once more! He returned to his hovel in despair
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Marius ascended the stairs of the hovel with slow steps; at the moment when he was about to re-enter his cell, he caught sight of the elder Jondrette girl following him through the corridor
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Again he beheld the interior of Jondrette's hovel
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He took a turn round the hovel, and added:—
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At this word from his wife, Jondrette closed the door again, and this time, Marius heard his step die away in the corridor of the hovel, and descend the staircase rapidly
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Marius heard the lower door turn on its hinges; a heavy step mounted the staircase, and hastened along the corridor; the latch of the hovel was noisily lifted; it was Jondrette returning
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The hovel was completely illuminated, as it were, by the reflection from a rather large sheet-iron brazier standing in the fireplace, and filled with burning charcoal, the brazier prepared by the Jondrette woman that morning
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odor peculiar to chambers of torture filled the hovel
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At seven o'clock on the following morning, Marius returned to the hovel, paid the quarter's rent which he owed to Ma'am Bougon, had his books, his bed, his table, his commode, and his two chairs loaded on a hand-cart and went off without leaving his address, so that when Javert returned in the course of the morning, for the purpose of questioning Marius as to the events of the preceding evening, he found only Ma'am Bougon, who answered: "Moved away!"
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Javert's triumph in the Gorbeau hovel seemed complete, but
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His happiness was so great that the horrible discovery of the Thenardiers made in the Jondrette hovel, unexpected as it was, had, after a fashion, glided over him unnoticed
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"Well," said she, "they're very poor folks, and it's a hovel
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He recalled that, in the intoxication of his love, in the Rue Plumet, during those six or seven ecstatic weeks, he had not even spoke to Cosette of that drama in the Gorbeau hovel, where the victim had taken up such a singular line of silence during the struggle and the ensuing flight
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Born in a hovel or a castle, Mabel would have gravitated toward hustling
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I eagerly seized the prize and returned with it to my hovel
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Soon after my arrival in the hovel I discovered some papers in the pocket of the dress which I had taken from your laboratory
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Again I rose, and exerting all the firmness of which I was master, removed the planks which I had placed before my hovel to conceal my retreat
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I saw him on the point of repeating his blow, when, overcome by pain and anguish, I quitted the cottage, and in the general tumult escaped unperceived to my hovel
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I crept into my hovel and remained in silent expectation of the accustomed hour when the family arose
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"I continued for the remainder of the day in my hovel in a state of utter and stupid despair
