Chapter

 1 5 |       little amusement without cost to yourselves." ~"Gentlemen,"
 2 22|     these two studs alone have cost you as much as all the others
 3 22|      as much as all the others cost his Majesty." ~Then saluting
 4 28| addition to Athos's old horse, cost six pistoles. D'Artagnan
 5 28|         do you think my strain cost me nothing?-- without reckoning
 6 28|        reckon your outfit will cost?" said d'Artagnan. ~"Oh,
 7 38|        short Picard cob, which cost three hundred livres. ~But
 8 39|       it to me at the price it cost you?" ~"I was going to make
 9 39|     trifle." ~"How much did it cost you?" ~"Eight hundred livres." ~"
10 44|     certain that this war will cost the honor, and perhaps the
11 55|        and I feel what it must cost you. No, I am lost; do not
12 59|        was directed toward the cost of France. ~He grew deadly
13 61|   thank God--for it would have cost me very dear to think she