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1 4 |       him, so that d'Artagnan rolled himself up in the velvet
2 24|   abundant and more icy sweat rolled in large drops from his
3 27|   pushed me upon a heap which rolled down. That was your fault." ~"
4 49| isolated. Then, as the wheels rolled over a fine gravel, Milady
5 58|     for large masses of cloud rolled over the face of the sky,
6 63|     her whole body; the sweat rolled from her brow. ~     ~ ~  ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
7 63|  hands, while two large tears rolled down his cheeks. ~"You are
8 66|      In front of them the Lys rolled its waters like a river
9 67|  hands, while two large tears rolled down his cheeks. ~"You are