The Innocence of Father Brown. G K Chesterton. - - Bilingual edition English- Spanish, in parallel texts - - Edici. There was nothing notable about him, except a slight contrast between the holiday gaiety of his clothes and the official gravity of his face. Harry potter y las reliquias de la muerte parte 1 - (parte 7) un cuento chino campeon (secretariat). Animation & Cartoons Arts & Music Community Video Computers & Technology Cultural & Academic Films Ephemeral Films Movies. Understanding 9/11 News & Public Affairs Spirituality & Religion Sports Videos Television Videogame. Un cuento de hadas moderno. An experimental animation in which thousands of artefacts from the. Cuando ella la encuentre deber Advertising Programmes Business Solutions +Google About Google Google.com . Search; Images; Maps; Play; YouTube; News; Gmail; Drive; More. Calendar; Translate; Books; Shopping; Blogger; Photos; Videos. The Project Gutenberg EBook of Heath's Modern. His clothes included a slight, pale grey jacket, a white waistcoat, and a silver straw hat with a grey- blue ribbon. His lean face was dark by contrast, and ended in a curt black beard that looked Spanish and suggested an Elizabethan ruff. He was smoking a cigarette with the seriousness of an idler. There was nothing about him to indicate the fact that the grey jacket covered a loaded revolver, that the white waistcoat covered a police card, or that the straw hat covered one of the most powerful intellects in Europe. For this was Valentin himself, the head of the Paris police and the most famous investigator of the world; and he was coming from Brussels to London to make the greatest arrest of the century. Su rostro, delgado, resultaba trigue. Fumaba un cigarrillo con parsimonia de hombre desocupado. Nada hacia presumir que aquel chaqu. Porque aquel hombre era nada menos que Valentin, jefe de la Polic. The police of three countries had tracked the great criminal at last from Ghent to Brussels, from Brussels to the Hook of Holland; and it was conjectured that he would take some advantage of the unfamiliarity and confusion of the Eucharistic Congress, then taking place in London. Probably he would travel as some minor clerk or secretary connected with it; but, of course, Valentin could not be certain; nobody could be certain about Flambeau. Y se sospechaba que tratar. Sobre Flambeau nadie sab. But in his best days (I mean, of course, his worst) Flambeau was a figure as statuesque and international as the Kaiser. Almost every morning the daily paper announced that he had escaped the consequences of one extraordinary crime by committing another. He was a Gascon of gigantic stature and bodily daring; and the wildest tales were told of his outbursts of athletic humour; how he turned the juge d'instruction upside down and stood him on his head, . It is due to him to say that his fantastic physical strength was generally employed in such bloodless though undignified scenes; his real crimes were chiefly those of ingenious and wholesale robbery. But each of his thefts was almost a new sin, and would make a story by itself. It was he who ran the great Tyrolean Dairy Company in London, with no dairies, no cows, no carts, no milk, but with some thousand subscribers. These he served by the simple operation of moving the little milk cans outside people's doors to the doors of his own customers. It was he who had kept up an unaccountable and close correspondence with a young lady whose whole letter- bag was intercepted, by the extraordinary trick of photographing his messages infinitesimally small upon the slides of a microscope. A sweeping simplicity, however, marked many of his experiments. It is said that he once repainted all the numbers in a street in the dead of night merely to divert one traveller into a trap. It is quite certain that he invented a portable pillar- box, which he put up at corners in quiet suburbs on the chance of strangers dropping postal orders into it. Lastly, he was known to be a startling acrobat; despite his huge figure, he could leap like a grasshopper and melt into the tree- tops like a monkey. Hence the great Valentin, when he set out to find Flambeau, was perfectly aware that his adventures would not end when he had found him. Pero en sus mejores d. Casi diariamente los peri. Sobre sus rasgos de buen humor atl. Y hay que hacerle justicia: esta fuerza casi fant. Sobre sus rasgos de buen humor atl. Y hay que hacerle justicia: esta fuerza casi fant. Sus delitos eran siempre hurtos ingeniosos y de alta categor. Pero cada uno de sus robos merec. Pero la mayor parte de sus haza. Cuentan que una vez repint. Por todo lo cual el gran Valentin, cuando recibi. On this the great Valentin's ideas were still in process of settlement. Sobre este punto las ideas del gran Valentin estaban todav. If Valentin's quick eye had caught a tall apple- woman, a tall grenadier, or even a tolerably tall duchess, he might have arrested them on the spot. But all along his train there was nobody that could be a disguised Flambeau, any more than a cat could be a disguised giraffe. About the people on the boat he had already satisfied himself; and the people picked up at Harwich or on the journey limited themselves with certainty to six. There was a short railway official travelling up to the terminus, three fairly short market gardeners picked up two stations afterwards, one very short widow lady going up from a small Essex town, and a very short Roman Catholic priest going up from a small Essex village. When it came to the last case, Valentin gave it up and almost laughed. The little priest was so much the essence of those Eastern flats; he had a face as round and dull as a Norfolk dumpling; he had eyes as empty as the North Sea; he had several brown paper parcels, which he was quite incapable of collecting. The Eucharistic Congress had doubtless sucked out of their local stagnation many such creatures, blind and helpless, like moles disinterred. Valentin was a sceptic in the severe style of France, and could have no love for priests. But he could have pity for them, and this one might have provoked pity in anybody. He had a large, shabby umbrella, which constantly fell on the floor. He did not seem to know which was the right end of his return ticket. He explained with a moon- calf simplicity to everybody in the carriage that he had to be careful, because he had something made of real silver . His quaint blending of Essex flatness with saintly simplicity continuously amused the Frenchman till the priest arrived (somehow) at Tottenham with all his parcels, and came back for his umbrella. When he did the last, Valentin even had the good nature to warn him not to take care of the silver by telling everybody about it. But to whomever he talked, Valentin kept his eye open for someone else; he looked out steadily for anyone, rich or poor, male or female, who was well up to six feet; for Flambeau was four inches above it. Valentin estaba, pues, decidido, en cuanto cayera bajo su mirada vivaz alguna vendedora de frutas de desmedida talla, o un granadero corpulento, o una duquesa medianamente desproporcionada, a arrestarlos al punto. Pero en todo el tren no hab. Respecto a los viajeros que ven. Uno era un empleado del ferrocarril - peque. Al examinar, pues, al . Sin duda el Congreso Eucar. Llevaba una sombrilla enorme, usada ya, que a cada rato se le ca. A todo el mundo le contaba, con una monstruosa candidez, que ten. Esta curiosa mezcolanza de vulgaridad - condici. Cuando le vio volver, Valentin, en un rapto de buena intenci. Pero Valentin, cuando hablaba con cualquiera, parec. He then went to Scotland Yard to regularise his position and arrange for help in case of need; he then lit another cigarette and went for a long stroll in the streets of London. As he was walking in the streets and squares beyond Victoria, he paused suddenly and stood. It was a quaint, quiet square, very typical of London, full of an accidental stillness. The tall, flat houses round looked at once prosperous and uninhabited; the square of shrubbery in the centre looked as deserted as a green Pacific islet. One of the four sides was much higher than the rest, like a dais; and the line of this side was broken by one of London's admirable accidents — a restaurant that looked as if it had strayed from Soho. It was an unreasonably attractive object, with dwarf plants in pots and long, striped blinds of lemon yellow and white. It stood specially high above the street, and in the usual patchwork way of London, a flight of steps from the street ran up to meet the front door almost as a fire- escape might run up to a first- floor window. Valentin stood and smoked in front of the yellow- white blinds and considered them long. Al pasar la plaza de Victoria se detuvo de pronto. Era una plaza elegante, tranquila, muy t. Las casas, grandes y espaciosas, que la rodeaban, ten. De las cuatro calles que circundaban la plaza, una era mucho m. Era un objeto absurdo y atractivo, lleno de tiestos con plantas enanas y visillos listados de blanco y amarillo lim. Valentin se detuvo, fumando, frente a los visillos listados, y se qued. A few clouds in heaven do come together into the staring shape of one human eye. A tree does stand up in the landscape of a doubtful journey in the exact and elaborate shape of a note of interrogation. I have seen both these things myself within the last few days. Nelson does die in the instant of victory; and a man named Williams does quite accidentally murder a man named Williamson; it sounds like a sort of infanticide. In short, there is in life an element of elfin coincidence which people reckoning on the prosaic may perpetually miss. As it has been well expressed in the paradox of Poe, wisdom should reckon on the unforeseen. A veces se juntan las nubes del cielo para figurar el extra. Yo mismo he visto estas cosas hace pocos d. Nelson muere en el instante de la victoria, y un hombre llamado Williams da la casualidad de que asesina un d! En suma, la vida posee cierto elemento de coincidencia fant. Como lo expresa muy bien la paradoja de Poe, la prudencia debiera contar siempre con lo imprevisto. A machine only is a machine because it cannot think. But he was a thinking man, and a plain man at the same time. All his wonderful successes, that looked like conjuring, had been gained by plodding logic, by clear and commonplace French thought. The French electrify the world not by starting any paradox, they electrify it by carrying out a truism. They carry a truism so far — as in the French Revolution. But exactly because Valentin understood reason, he understood the limits of reason.
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