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 1 2 |   correspondence, Chalais's throat cut, under the stupid pretext
 2 5 |    sword thrust through his throat. ~At the same instant Aramis
 3 10|  Aramis to cut each other's throat. ~From that time, d'Artagnan
 4 20| Planchet grasped him by the throat, and pressed as hard as
 5 25|     grasp the mercer by the throat and strangle him; but, as
 6 25|   point of his sword at his throat; and Monsieur Porthos, finding
 7 31|   pointing his sword to his throat, "I could kill you, my Lord,
 8 37| felt the sharp point at her throat. ~She then tried to seize
 9 41|   point of his sword at his throat. ~"Oh, do not kill me!"
10 52|     she would have cut your throat, and after that everybody
11 55|      her arms extended, her throat uncovered, her hair disheveled,
12 55|  then, concealed here whose throat this amiable lady is desirous
13 59|     face, seized him by the throat, crying, "I knew it! I guessed
14 63|  the cardinal have had your throat cut!" ~They this time embraced
15 67|  the cardinal have had your throat cut!" ~They this time embraced