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 1 16|      after a considerable pause, raising his head, and forgetting
 2 27|          Yes," cried d'Artagnan, raising his voice in turn, "I am
 3 29|     cried the procurator's wife, raising her eyes toward heaven. ~"
 4 34|    morning, made such a noise in raising and letting fall the knocker
 5 41|       with me!" said d'Artagnan, raising his sword. ~Two of his comrades
 6 45|       letting fall his cloak and raising his hat, he advanced toward
 7 50|      arms of her easy chair, and raising herself upon her wrists. ~"
 8 51|        He continued to press the raising of the famous dyke which
 9 54|     Milady folded her hands, and raising her fine eyes toward heaven, "
10 59|         mean!" cried Buckingham, raising his voice so as to attract
11 63| continues," said Mme. Bonacieux, raising her hands to her forehead, "
12 65|   shoulder." ~"Oh," said Milady, raising herself, "I defy you to