Chapter

1 13|         and they were left in a rolling prison. The carriage was
2 14|  Eminence!" murmured Bonacieux, rolling his eyes round in astonishment. ~
3 32|        whom Porthos assisted in rolling her husband up to the table.
4 42|   stretched upon the ground and rolling in horrible convulsions. ~
5 48|           And I," said Porthos, rolling his large eyes, "remember,
6 56|         space traversed, of the rolling of a carriage, of a horrible
7 63| anything?" said she. ~"Yes, the rolling of a carriage." ~"It is
8 63|      this moment they heard the rolling of the carriage, which at
9 67|       still continued thinking, rolling and unrolling the paper