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 1 3 |   escape him, and if possible, grew paler than he was before. ~
 2 13|      this "Ah" that the affair grew more and more intricate. ~"
 3 13|     The face of the commissary grew still darker. ~"You should
 4 16|       made upon Louis XIII. He grew pale and red alternately;
 5 16|     gave way, or the monks who grew tired; but within three
 6 20| manners to bear him so far. He grew more pale every minute,
 7 33|         d'Artagnan colored and grew pale several times in reading
 8 42|      disturbance?" ~D'Artagnan grew pale, and a convulsive trembling
 9 55|       than the knife." ~Felton grew pale, and made a step forward,
10 59|     quill to the paper. Felton grew pale. ~"And knowing that
11 59|        the cost of France. ~He grew deadly pale, placed his
12 61|     listened more attentively, grew animated by degrees, and
13 63|        distant gallop. Then it grew nearer, and it seemed to
14 63|    midst of a happy dream; she grew pale and ran to the window,
15 63|      looked at each other, and grew pale. Lord de Winter thought