Chapter

  1 1 |         our king, Louis XIII, whom God preserve! Sometimes their
  2 2 |   gentlemen," said Porthos; "thank God the queen is still of an
  3 3 |           had one, sir, and, thank God, such as I could wish,"
  4 4 |           seeking a quarrel. Thank God, I am not a bravo! And being
  5 5 |           his side--not from fear, God he thanked, he had not the
  6 6 |            him, in the name of the God before whom he must perhaps
  7 6 |         Majesty probably refers to God," said M. de Treville; "
  8 6 |           for I know no one except God who can be so far above
  9 6 |            tomorrow." ~"Till then, God preserve your Majesty!" ~
 10 7 |       magnificent style, and are a god to your valet, Mousqueton;
 11 10|            Mme. Bonacieux. "Oh, my God! What has he done? Poor
 12 11|           is you, it is you! Thank God, thank God!" ~"Yes, it is
 13 11|           is you! Thank God, thank God!" ~"Yes, it is I," said
 14 11|           Artagnan, "it is I, whom God has sent to watch over you." ~"
 15 12|            of two hearts formed by God for each other." ~"My Lord,"
 16 12|         sad and charming. ~"Oh, my God!" cried Anne of Austria,
 17 12|       imparted it to no one but my God, and that in my prayers." ~"
 18 12|         you, I?" ~"Yes, yes. Would God send the same dreams to
 19 12|        will weep for me?" ~"Oh, my God, my God!" cried Anne of
 20 12|          for me?" ~"Oh, my God, my God!" cried Anne of Austria, "
 21 13|             to the gallows! Oh, my God, my God, have pity on me!" ~
 22 13|            gallows! Oh, my God, my God, have pity on me!" ~Without
 23 13|            at this hour! Where, my God?" ~"Where we have orders
 24 13|         one we can give." ~"Ah, my God, my God!" murmured the poor
 25 13|            give." ~"Ah, my God, my God!" murmured the poor mercer, "
 26 14|            had not returned." ~"My God! What can have become of
 27 14|          Then why did she go, just God?" ~"She went to meet the
 28 15|          flushed with anger. ~"No, God forbid," said the cardinal; "
 29 16|         the fiction of the count. "God grant you as much! Let us
 30 16|           quartered, I hope." ~"My God, my God!" cried d'Artagnan,
 31 16|   quartered, I hope." ~"My God, my God!" cried d'Artagnan, quite
 32 16|             What do you say, sire? God forbid that the queen should
 33 17|          everything. I am lost! My God, my God, my God!" ~She knelt
 34 17|  everything. I am lost! My God, my God, my God!" ~She knelt upon
 35 17|           lost! My God, my God, my God!" ~She knelt upon a cushion
 36 17|                             Oh, my God, my God!" murmured the queen,
 37 17|                     Oh, my God, my God!" murmured the queen, whose
 38 17|           their address." ~"Oh, my God! I must then place my life,
 39 17|           my poor mistress--ah, my God, my God! She will take me
 40 17|           mistress--ah, my God, my God! She will take me for one
 41 18|          The whole." ~"But how, my God?" ~"By a mode of proceeding
 42 18|        myself at your service, and God knows I am ready to throw
 43 18|          What is to be done?" ~"My God, my God!" murmured the young
 44 18|          to be done?" ~"My God, my God!" murmured the young woman, "
 45 18|         But I swear to you, before God who hears us, that if you
 46 18|           I--I swear to you before God, madame," said d'Artagnan. "
 47 18|          in the doorway." ~"Ah, my God!" whispered Mme. Bonacieux, "
 48 18|         crying "Thieves!" ~"Oh, my God!" cried Mme. Bonacieux, "
 49 18|        clasping her hands, "Oh, my God," cried she, "protect the
 50 21|         will be done, like that of God, in all things." ~Then,
 51 21|            king, I would betray my God. She asked me not to send
 52 21|        Artagnan; "and if it please God, we will make a good use
 53 21|         liberally. Begone, and may God guide you!" ~"Amen!" cried
 54 23|           evening will come, thank God! And perhaps you look for
 55 25|            despair of the mercy of God." ~"Amen!" said d'Artagnan,
 56 25|            my companion's name. My God, my dear host, tell me if
 57 25|            keeps you in bed?" ~"My God, that's all. I shall be
 58 25|          So that now, thanks be to God, we do not want, as Monsieur
 59 26|            ecclesiastics. ~"Praise God, monsieur," replied they,
 60 26|         when we offer ourselves to God? Listen to this dilemma:
 61 26|            Listen to this dilemma: God is God, and the world is
 62 26|            to this dilemma: God is God, and the world is the devil.
 63 26|            will melt in air, If to God your tears are shed, You
 64 26|       Patru's pleadings." ~"Please God!" cried Aramis, transported. ~"
 65 27|         our era, and the poor with God's Seventh Commandment. This
 66 27|           to imprison him." ~"Good God! To imprison him, monseigneur?
 67 27|         you shall have it." ~"Good God!" cried the hollow voice
 68 27|     Artagnan, "to treat the guests God sends you in a more courteous
 69 27|         more courteous fashion." ~"God? Say the devil!" ~"My dear
 70 28|             cried d'Artagnan. ~"My God, yes, GAVE, that is the
 71 29|            boy and her maid!" ~"My God! Madame, you are deceived,"
 72 32|           thousand livres." ~"Good God!" cried she, "two thousand
 73 33|           Milady's chamber. ~"Good God," cried Kitty, "there is
 74 35|         Comte de Wardes." ~"Oh, my God, my God!" murmured Kitty, "
 75 35|          Wardes." ~"Oh, my God, my God!" murmured Kitty, "he has
 76 35|    affection almost paternal; "and God grant that this woman, who
 77 35|           starting, she cried, "My God! can he have--" and she
 78 36|          woman would go?" ~"Oh, my God!" said Kitty, "you know
 79 36|    surprise; "is that possible, my God?--good and beautiful as
 80 36|             No, I do not hesitate; God forbid! But would it be
 81 37| executioner had imprinted. ~"Great God!" cried d'Artagnan, loosing
 82 38|          as you came in." ~"Oh, my God! You remind me of my fright!
 83 39|          or other. And perhaps, my God!" added he, with that misanthropic
 84 40|         meet again when it pleased God, and if it pleased God.
 85 40|     pleased God, and if it pleased God. That night, then, was somewhat
 86 42|             I protest--" ~"Oh, but God is above! God will punish
 87 42|              Oh, but God is above! God will punish you! My God,
 88 42|            God will punish you! My God, grant that he may one day
 89 42|   poisoners." ~"Bah!" said Athos. "God has preserved us hitherto,
 90 42|         has preserved us hitherto, God will preserve us still." ~"
 91 43|      yourself no uneasiness. Thank God, we can keep a secret." ~
 92 44|          serve as an instrument of God's justice." ~"He will be
 93 44|          nothing to do but to pray God to work a miracle for the
 94 45|         know that with the help of God men have often conquered
 95 47|          me." ~"Bah!" said Athos, "God is great, as say the followers
 96 47|            Besides," said Aramis, "God desires the conversion and
 97 47|          us, for, with the help of God, we shall henceforth pass
 98 48|            him twice." ~"Why, good God! you will be deceived just
 99 48|       broken on the wheel; but for God's sake, do not forget, as
100 48|       Eminence, the cardinal, whom God preserve for the happiness
101 48|            its orthography. ~"Good God!" cried he, laughing, "I
102 50|      beneath your words?" ~"Oh, my God, no!" said Lord de Winter,
103 50|            to make your peace with God, for you are judged by men!" ~
104 51|           to pass the royal lines--God knows how, such was the
105 52|            you can ring." ~"Oh, my God, my God! how I have suffered!"
106 52|            ring." ~"Oh, my God, my God! how I have suffered!" said
107 53|             Eh, how can I tell? My God! I know that I suffer, that'
108 53|            Puritans. "Well, let my God save me, or let me perish
109 53|            or let me perish for my God! That is the reply I beg
110 53|         youth, my prayers,     And God, who counts my pains." ~
111 53|           our doors will ope,~With God come our desire;~And if
112 54|            and began to pray. ~"My God, my God!" said she, "thou
113 54|        began to pray. ~"My God, my God!" said she, "thou knowest
114 54|            tears, she continued: ~"God of vengeance! God of goodness!
115 54|     continued: ~"God of vengeance! God of goodness! wilt thou allow
116 54|        herself before her Creator? God forbid! Besides, repentance
117 54|          are sacred at the feet of God!" ~"Guilty? I?" said Milady,
118 54|          judgment. "Guilty? Oh, my God, thou knowest whether I
119 54|          please; but you know that God, who loves martyrs, sometimes
120 54|       higher placed than I am that God has laid this responsibility." ~"
121 54|            to it as an offering to God." ~"What do you say? Oh,
122 54|      styled simply Satan. ~"Oh, my God, my God!" cried Milady; "
123 54|            Satan. ~"Oh, my God, my God!" cried Milady; "when I
124 54|   contemplate no injury to you! My God! to you--the only just,
125 54|           secret! He knows all! My God, I am lost!" ~Felton remained
126 55|           Remember, madame, if our God forbids falsehood, he much
127 55|          condemns suicide." ~"When God sees one of his creatures
128 55|          tone of deep conviction, "God pardons suicide, for then
129 55|            a responsibility before God and before men? In a few
130 55|           day of the Last Judgment God will separate blind executioners
131 55|      wisest, when those most after God's own heart, hesitate to
132 55|           make responsible, before God and before men, for my shame
133 55|          the martyr be thrown!~Thy God shall teach thee to repent!~
134 55|          Art thou a messenger from God; art thou a minister from
135 55|           England, of the enemy of God! You believe, and yet you
136 55|            without having appeased God!' Speak, speak!" cried Felton, "
137 55|       Swear." ~"I swear it, by our God. Are you satisfied?" ~"Well,"
138 55| blaspheming, that terrible name of God, by whom she had just sworn
139 55|          learned to know Him. ~"My God," said she, "what a senseless
140 55|            a senseless fanatic! My God, it is I-- I--and this fellow
141 56|        herself. She did not invoke God, we very well know, but
142 56|        something else." ~"What, my God!" said the young man, who
143 56|            authorize a creature of God to inflict death upon himself.
144 56|           keep his word." ~"Oh, my God!" murmured Felton. ~"You
145 56|          The religion I serve, the God I adore, were blasphemed
146 56|        upon that religion and that God, but still I resisted. Then
147 56|          but my tongue was frozen. God doubtless neither heard
148 56|            fresh happening. Oh, my God! who could have said so
149 56|            above the king there is God!' ~"However perfect master
150 56|          have denounced you before God; and if it be necessary
151 56|           prayer, for I hoped that God would pardon me my suicide. ~"
152 57|           time I fainted I thanked God, for I thought I was about
153 57|          heaven to the tribunal of God.' ~"'You persist, then?' ~"'
154 57|              I swear it before the God who hears me. I will take
155 57|            without sense, invoking God, who did not listen to me,
156 57|      hurled thy thunder at him, my God! And thou hast left him
157 57|         for the ruin of us all!" ~"God abandons him who abandons
158 57|        heir. Whence came the blow? God who knows all, knows without
159 57|            me from dying?" ~"Great God!" exclaimed Felton, on seeing
160 58|            board." ~"That is well; God has made them senseless,"
161 58|         feet." ~"Here they are! My God!" ~"Silence!" ~Both remained
162 58|        cried the captain; "and may God often send me such passengers
163 59|           far!" ~"What do you say? God pardon me!" cried Buckingham, "
164 59|          you are held in horror by God and men. God will punish
165 59|          in horror by God and men. God will punish you hereafter,
166 59|            you are in the hands of God!" ~"In the hands of the
167 59|            what she says to me! My God, I am dying!" ~And the duke
168 59|           late by a minute! Oh, my God, my God! what a misfortune!" ~
169 59|           a minute! Oh, my God, my God! what a misfortune!" ~He
170 59|             Ah," said Buckingham, "God be praised! My death, then,
171 59|         distance from the coast. ~"God has so willed it!" said
172 60|        four will go; and I hope to God that with our four lackeys
173 60|              cried d'Artagnan. "My God! what do you fear?" ~"Everything!"
174 61|    boarders?" said Milady; "oh, my God! Poor woman! I pity her,
175 61|          no! I call to witness the God who hears us, that on the
176 61|           pleads your cause before God; and see, perhaps it is
177 61|           What is the matter? Good God!" asked the poor woman, "
178 61|            is for you or me!" ~"My God, how agitated you seem!" ~"
179 61|           if you please." ~"Oh, my God, my God!" cried Mme. Bonacieux. "
180 61|          please." ~"Oh, my God, my God!" cried Mme. Bonacieux. "
181 63|       yourself likewise." ~"Oh, my God!" ~"Listen. This is what
182 63|           back to Paris." ~"Oh, my God! My senses fail me amid
183 63|          would not be weary, thank God! for she should enjoy the
184 63|            sends for us." ~"Oh, my God!" ~"Come, come! courage!" ~
185 63|          our strength up." ~"Great God!" said Mme. Bonacieux, placing
186 63|    galloping draw nearer. ~"Oh, my God!" said Mme. Bonacieux, "
187 63|    recognized d'Artagnan. ~"Oh, my God, my God," cried Mme. Bonacieux, "
188 63|         Artagnan. ~"Oh, my God, my God," cried Mme. Bonacieux, "
189 63|             cried Milady. ~"Oh, my God, my God! you see my strength
190 63|           Milady. ~"Oh, my God, my God! you see my strength fails
191 63|         are you? where are you? My God!" ~At the same moment the
192 63|              cried d'Artagnan. "My God, can you not remember her
193 63|            is very strange--oh, my God, my head swims! I cannot
194 63|       Artagnan. "She is ill! Great God, she is losing her senses!" ~
195 63|          oh, no, it is impossible! God would not permit such a
196 63|       cried the young man. "Oh, my God, my God, I thank thee!" ~"
197 63|         young man. "Oh, my God, my God, I thank thee!" ~"Madame!"
198 63|            said Athos, "there is a god in heaven still!" ~      ~ ~ ~ ~
199 65|        Artagnan advanced. ~"Before God and before men," said he, "
200 65|        Artagnan continued: "Before God and before men, I accuse
201 65|         wine came from my friends. God preserved me, but a man
202 65|         manner as before. ~"Before God and before men, I accuse
203 65|       baron came forward. ~"Before God and before men," said he, "
204 65|           wearied men on earth and God in heaven. If you know a
205 66|          toward the boat. ~"Oh, my God!" cried she, "my God! are
206 66|            my God!" cried she, "my God! are you going to drown
207 66|         voice, "Let the justice of God be done!" and he let the