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 1 7 |           the devil! You are not a priest, you are a Musketeer!" ~"
 2 8 |        breakfast at the house of a priest of his own province, and
 3 8 |            He took his army to the priest's, where they devoured as
 4 8 |            as the breakfast at the priest's could only be counted
 5 16|          replied Athos. ~"Yes, the priest." ~"Oh, I inquired after
 6 21|   approached the altar, knelt as a priest might have done before a
 7 23|          and dined with the Gascon priest, who, at the time of the
 8 47|          civilians." ~"He is a bad priest," said Porthos, "who has
 9 61|            a victim of that wicked priest." ~"Hush!" said Milady; "
10 63|          father, as consoling as a priest, noble as a man who has
11 65| Benedictines of Templemar. A young priest, with a simple and trustful
12 65|    necessary. Neither had any. The priest stole the sacred vases,
13 65|             and escaped. The young priest was condemned to ten years