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 1 20|   for fear of accident, and ate a morsel from their hands
 2 32|     take part in the feast, ate his dry bread in the passage
 3 32|   of a pale topaz. ~Porthos ate his wing of the fowl timidly,
 4 46|     fare?" ~"For my part, I ate but little. The day before
 5 52|   Milady sat down to table, ate from several dishes, drank
 6 53|   arose, came to the table, ate but little, and drank only
 7 54|    herself at the table and ate. ~Then, as she had done
 8 56|    taken any nourishment. I ate some bread and some fruit;
 9 56|   sat down to table. I only ate some fruit. I pretended
10 56|     with him, and I neither ate nor drank. I was, as I told
11 63| something." ~Mme. Bonacieux ate a few mouthfuls mechanically,