Chapter

  1 1 |        wounds that do not reach the heart. Take advantage of all,
  2 2 | congratulating himself with all his heart at having so narrowly escaped
  3 3 |             Treville, as furious at heart as his soldiers, but emphasizing
  4 3 |          moved to the bottom of his heart by this proof of courage,
  5 3 |            read the thoughts of his heart, "on account of my old companion,
  6 4 |        broke from his forehead, his heart began to cool. ~    ~ ~ ~ ~
  7 4 |         placed them in his mind and heart above all other men. ~The
  8 4 |           thing extinguished in the heart of man, he finished by hoping
  9 5 |         father had implanted in his heart: "Endure nothing from anyone
 10 5 |           come from a man without a heart. Monsieur, I love men of
 11 5 |           but I have the spirit. My heart is that of a Musketeer;
 12 5 |         toward Jussac himself. ~The heart of the young Gascon beat
 13 5 |       became a triumphal march. The heart of d'Artagnan swam in delirium;
 14 6 |          that he was a Musketeer at heart, entirely devoted to your
 15 7 |            will, but a churchman at heart, believe me. Athos and Porthos
 16 10|            king and queen always at heart, and returned to the saloon;
 17 11|           whom his head, if not his heart, was already full. We must
 18 11|            already gnawed, being in heart neither more nor less than
 19 11|         devotion and sympathy in my heart?" ~"Yes," replied Mme. Bonacieux; "
 20 11|                 If you could see my heart," said d'Artagnan, "you
 21 11|                 Bravo, Athos! Noble heart!" murmured d'Artagnan. "
 22 11|           of jealousy agitating his heart. He felt himself doubly
 23 12|      twisted his mustache, and, his heart swelling with joy, happy
 24 12|       preserved her portrait in his heart, "what folly to feed a useless
 25 12|         enclose in the casket of my heart. This is the fourth which
 26 12|            life, the griefs of your heart. You leaned upon my arm--
 27 12|     existences did not touch at the heart? You love me, my beautiful
 28 13|    lamentations enough to break the heart of a tiger. ~They locked
 29 14|         them like poniards into the heart of the poor mercer. ~At
 30 14|         will assist you with all my heart, monseigneur; be assured
 31 16|        Acknowledge, then, you stony heart," said d'Artagnan, "that
 32 16|        disappeared, if not from her heart at least from her countenance.
 33 17|           all that you have in your heart. What have I done, then?
 34 17|         from the very bottom of the heart, and, like the first, there
 35 17|          her as if to read her very heart, and seeing nothing but
 36 17|     whatever in a young woman whose heart was above her position--
 37 17|        French and who has a Spanish heart. Fortunately we have the
 38 17|     penetrates to the bottom of the heart." ~Bonacieux was repeating,
 39 18|    Bonacieux made no reply; but her heart beat with joy and secret
 40 19|          not a moment to lose. ~The heart of the young man overflowed
 41 20|            the eve of a battle; the heart beat, the eyes laughed,
 42 23|         letter, d'Artagnan felt his heart dilated and compressed by
 43 23|           had been granted him. His heart, swelled by the intoxication
 44 24|        vibrated harmoniously to the heart of the young man. ~His eyes
 45 24|            frightful beating at his heart; he wished to see if he
 46 24|        drops from his forehead; his heart was oppressed by a horrible
 47 24|          words shall escape from my heart." ~     ~ ~ ~ ~  The Pavilion~ ~ ~ ~ ~
 48 24|        jealousy were howling in his heart. ~"But, my good gentleman,"
 49 24|            you mine." ~With a heavy heart, d'Artagnan again bent his
 50 25|       allowed to lie." ~"Be of good heart, Planchet, you shall preserve
 51 26|            sadness weighed upon his heart. He thought of that young
 52 26|          fester at the bottom of my heart. I informed my superiors
 53 26|         blushing. ~"You have one at heart, Aramis, one deeper and
 54 27|           Athos, "you will break my heart, and the tears will flow
 55 28|        would read the bottom of his heart. ~"My faith," said d'Artagnan, "
 56 29|             placing his hand on his heart, and pressing it strongly. ~"
 57 29|           here, at the bottom of my heart, something which speaks
 58 30|            wish you may with all my heart, if that will amuse you." ~"
 59 30|            real impression upon his heart. As he said, he was ready
 60 31|          one; the sword pierced his heart. ~Second, Porthos stretched
 61 31|            Madame Bonacieux with my heart, while I only love Milady
 62 32|            favor with fortune. ~His heart beat, but not like d'Artagnan'
 63 32|          midday, reckoning that the heart, or perhaps the stomach,
 64 33|            the air, and as light at heart as a man who awaits a shower
 65 33|            Oh, yes, and with all my heart; for I know what it is to
 66 33|             You have cut her to the heart." ~"I? In what can I have
 67 33|            gods. With a little more heart, he might have been contented
 68 35|          great lady she had given a heart vile and venal; to the SOUBRETTE
 69 35|         SOUBRETTE she had given the heart of a duchess. ~At ten o'
 70 35|         little sensitive as was the heart of d'Artagnan, he was touched
 71 35|             sorrow ever torture the heart, it is when a lover receives
 72 35|       foreseen. Jealousy gnawed his heart; and he suffered almost
 73 35|             could dwell in the same heart, and by their union constitute
 74 35|             to the cries of his own heart, made him determine, now
 75 35|          legs could carry her. ~The heart of the best woman is pitiless
 76 36|          asleep, awoke again in his heart. Milady smiled, and d'Artagnan
 77 36|          the power to kindle in his heart, "ah, that is because my
 78 36|           eyes to the bottom of his heart. ~D'Artagnan felt he had
 79 36|         very bottom of d'Artagnan's heart. ~"Well?" continued she. ~"
 80 37|            last irresolution in the heart of d'Artagnan. He recalled
 81 37|           night, and with a beating heart and a brain on fire he re-entered
 82 37|           in short that dispute the heart of an outraged woman in
 83 37|           him, at the bottom of his heart, that he was but an instrument
 84 38|          had received a ball in his heart. ~"Let us see," said d'Artagnan. "
 85 39|            of the little letter the heart of d'Artagnan bounded, for
 86 39|       remained at the bottom of his heart. ~He therefore seized the
 87 39|      himself astonished to find his heart beat so violently. Almost
 88 40|              I like men of head and heart. Don't be afraid," said
 89 40|             he, smiling. "By men of heart I mean men of courage. But
 90 40|            out, but at the door his heart almost failed him, and he
 91 41|            restored clemency to his heart. He turned toward the wounded
 92 42|            their health with all my heart, but I will not drink alone." ~
 93 43|         Bassompierre, a Huguenot at heart, might press but feebly
 94 47|            will know your letter by heart, and you and your clever
 95 48|        consent to Bazin with all my heart, but grant me Planchet.
 96 48|      evening, which I shall know by heart tomorrow." ~D'Artagnan looked
 97 48|           night learn the letter by heart. He gained just twelve hours
 98 48|           felt at the bottom of his heart a partiality for the duke,
 99 50|      recognized your name in it. My heart told me what your mouth
100 50|         hatred he could find in his heart, "my Lord, I swear all shall
101 51|          went away with rage in his heart. ~Athos alone smiled, with
102 52|      crumpled lace, one hand on her heart, and the other hanging down. ~
103 52|            not yet seduced you, you heart of stone?" ~"No, my Lord,"
104 52|           to the very bottom of the heart of Milady, "you were right,
105 52|            granite; they know me by heart, and are steeled against
106 53|        trouble which had seized the heart of the young officer. He
107 53|         eyes the very depths of his heart. ~"I will be silent, then,"
108 54|        himself, he sent back to his heart the words that were about
109 54|         powerful emotions, felt her heart beat so violently. ~     ~ ~ ~ ~
110 55|          those most after God's own heart, hesitate to answer for
111 55|           felt to the bottom of his heart the justness of this argument. "
112 55|        faith; it was too much for a heart furrowed by the love of
113 55|             abysses of this woman's heart. He recalled, all at once,
114 56|            and by her beauty in the heart of a man hitherto chaste
115 56|           hammer resounded upon the heart of the prisoner. At nine
116 56|            that of the lover of her heart; and yet Milady at the same
117 56|             my love. ~"All that the heart of a woman could contain
118 56|          profoundly she wounded his heart, the more certainly he would
119 56|           betray the thoughts of my heart, for I had no doubt I was
120 56|           but the beating of my own heart. I implored heaven that
121 57|          villain. Learn to know the heart of men, and henceforth make
122 57|            a caprice of his corrupt heart, is about to make England
123 57|          loved, and who loved me--a heart like yours, Felton, a man
124 57|             pressed her against his heart, all trembling at the breath
125 58|           her lips, but rage in her heart. ~Supper was served. Milady
126 58|      partake of the disorder of her heart. The thunder growled in
127 58|        sweat upon her brow, and her heart oppressed by frightful agony
128 58|        young man pressed her to his heart. ~"But what is the matter
129 58|           read to the depths of the heart of this young man; the death
130 59|            placed his hand upon his heart, which was breaking, and
131 61|           adventure awakened in her heart, ever thirsting for intrigues,
132 61|       notwithstanding her excellent heart, has more than once been
133 61|          feel a chill penetrate her heart. ~"Well, if you know them,
134 63|            hand upon her bosom, "my heart beats so I cannot walk." ~"
135 63|           Weep," said Athos, "weep, heart full of love, youth, and
136 65|          with a simple and trustful heart, performed the duties of
137 66|      youngest of all these men. His heart failed him. ~"Oh, I cannot
138 67|            you are a man of a stout heart, monsieur," said the cardinal,