Chapter

 1 5 |         his compliments upon his brother's having just obtained a
 2 15|        as if he had been his own brother. ~He repaired, then, instantly
 3 16|         in a small town with her brother, who was a curate. Both
 4 16|     seeing her so lovely and her brother so pious, nobody thought
 5 16|          can't drink." ~"And her brother?" added d'Artagnan, timidly. ~"
 6 16|         Artagnan, timidly. ~"Her brother?" replied Athos. ~"Yes,
 7 16|       temptation was besieging a brother, and all the community would
 8 16|  cardinal. The queen pressed her brother and the Emperor of Austria
 9 17|     about a letter written to my brother." ~The king, attacked in
10 17|         assured. It came from my brother, the King of Spain. It is
11 23|     everybody, your friend, your brother, your mistress-- your mistress
12 25|        favor of his custom to my brother host of the Golden Eagle;
13 25| principles, having made my elder brother a Huguenot." ~"And what
14 25|       the next village, where my brother and I were drinking." ~"
15 25|         different directions, my brother went and hid himself on
16 28|        Anmon, who had lost their brother. You cannot think of humiliating
17 30|       whom I quarrel were not my brother." ~     ~ ~ ~ ~    "Ah,
18 30|     Milady had designated as her brother, stooping down to the height
19 30|       language. You are Madame's brother, I learn--be it so; but
20 31|     almost shuddered at it. ~The brother did not perceive this; he
21 31|      brother-in-law, and not her brother. She had married a younger
22 31|        She had married a younger brother of the family, who had left
23 36|            Not if it were my own brother!" cried d'Artagnan, as if
24 36|  tomorrow." ~"Silence! I hear my brother. It will be useless for
25 45|         called when your honored brother married us? Our position
26 48|         should write to Milady's brother; what they should write
27 48|         she could not marry your brother, being already married in
28 49|       state of stupor, "What, my brother, is it you?" ~"Yes, fair
29 49|        down and chat quietly, as brother and sister ought to do." ~
30 50|                 50. Chat Between Brother And Sister~ ~ ~ ~ ~    During
31 50|       enemy. ~"Yes, let us chat, brother," said she, with a kind
32 50|        he spared the life of her brother. ~"I do not understand,
33 50|       was the more alarmed. ~"My brother," continued she, "was not
34 50|     husband. I don't speak of my brother. If you have forgotten,
35 50|        bed of Lord de Winter, my brother. And these judges, I warn
36 50|      inherited the fortune of my brother it would be very agreeable
37 50|     assured, if the memory of my brother were not sacred to me, you
38 53|        go, go,!" said she to her brother; "the effects ARE drawing
39 54|              I bear that of your brother." ~"Ay, but you are mistaken.
40 54|         but you are mistaken. My brother is only your second husband;
41 54|       name, or rather that of my brother, would be mixed up with
42 55|        could not!" ~"To me, to a brother?" said Felton. ~Milady looked
43 55|         Milady, "I confide in my brother; I will dare to--" ~At this
44 55|        me." ~"No, Felton, no, my brother," said she; "the sacrifice
45 57|           that was all." ~"What, brother!" cried Milady, "must I
46 57|        revealing anything to his brother. The terrible secret was
47 57|       this marriage of his elder brother with a portionless girl.
48 57|    rather than shame! Felton, my brother, my friend, I conjure you!" ~"
49 59|        took leave of Milady as a brother about to go for a mere walk
50 59|          you by the memory of my brother whom I have loved so much
51 63|       lowering her voice, "is my brother." ~"Your brother!" cried
52 63|           is my brother." ~"Your brother!" cried Mme. Bonacieux. ~"
53 63|         is what has happened: My brother, who was coming to my assistance
54 63|       The messenger resisted; my brother killed him." ~"Oh!" said
55 63|          the only means. Then my brother determined to substitute
56 63|         I understand. It is your brother who sends this carriage." ~"
57 63|          do you know that?" ~"My brother met some emissaries of the
58 63|          horse's steps; it is my brother setting off again. I should
59 63|     passed at a gallop. ~"Adieu, brother!" cried Milady. ~The chevalier
60 63|       few leagues hence until my brother can rejoin me. Well, I take
61 63|       embrace me a last time; my brother's servant, who comes to
62 63|          easier. We will send my brother's servant back to Bethune,
63 63|          But if they come?" ~"My brother's carriage will be here
64 63|    carriage." ~"It is the one my brother sends for us." ~"Oh, my
65 63|        knew. ~Bazin became a lay brother. ~Athos remained a Musketeer
66 65|      resumed Lord de Winter. "My brother, who made you his heir,
67 65|        of Felton, assassin of my brother, I demand justice upon you,
68 65|        and he, gentlemen, was my brother! ~"I then swore that this
69 65|       had imprinted upon my poor brother. ~"The day after my return
70 65|     after my return to Lille, my brother in his turn succeeded in
71 65|        again a prisoner. My poor brother was ignorant of this sentence.
72 65|     honor and happiness, my poor brother returned to Lille, and learning
73 65|       soon as the identity of my brother was proved, I was set at
74 66|       and you left it to ruin my brother." ~Milady uttered a cry
75 66|          for the poisoning of my brother, and the assassination of
76 67|        knew. ~Bazin became a lay brother. ~Athos remained a Musketeer