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 1 1 |      took every smile for an insult, and every look as a provocation--
 2 1 |  Treville will think of this insult offered to his protege.'" ~"
 3 2 |     to wash out the smallest insult. ~M. de Treville employed
 4 13|   deceived." ~"Monsieur, you insult the majesty of justice." ~"
 5 17|   who maltreat your wife and insult your queen?" ~"Private interests
 6 26|      my dear d'Artagnan. The insult was terrible, and although
 7 27|    that it would teach me to insult honorable gentlemen who
 8 45|    Indeed! Is it possible to insult you, madame?" said Athos,
 9 50|    backward. ~"Or rather you insult me," continued she, pressing
10 50| herself upon her wrists. ~"I insult you!" said Lord de Winter,
11 52|     last words, this supreme insult, relaxed her hands, her