Chapter

 1 1 |  High Street, leaving their children crying at the open doors,
 2 3 |    family. Soldiers are big children; but as I maintain that
 3 9 |    the Spanish, who are the children of the same soil as herself.
 4 27|   these devourers of little children, and we shall see!" ~Brave
 5 29| devouring their crusts, and children at play. ~"Ah, Monsieur
 6 48|  What the devil! we are not children. To reach England"--Athos
 7 48|  them, "you are not men but children, to let a woman terrify
 8 51|     consequence that women, children, and old men should die,
 9 51|   reminded the men that the children, women, and old men whom
10 51|   do with any but women and children." ~"My dear Athos, I admire
11 62|   may be easy. I will do as children do, for fear of losing the