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1 2 |   Rue du Vieux-Colombier, resembled a camp from by six o'clock
2 11|   Mme. Bonacieux; the man resembled Aramis so much as to be
3 21| amid cries which strongly resembled curses. ~On entering the
4 39|  which was passing at all resembled fear--he placed himself
5 41| commenced a retreat which resembled a flight. ~On arriving at
6 45|   nothing human in it and resembled the rattle of a wild beast.
7 47| pointing to a turret that resembled a pepper caster, that he
8 56|   prey to a slumber which resembled death. ~"Of all that passed