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 1 Pre|  catalogue alone of the books we read with this object would fill
 2 3  |       might be said he wished to read the thoughts of his heart, "
 3 8  |         approached the window to read it. The citizen followed
 4 8  |         Do not seek your wife,'" read d'Artagnan; "'she will be
 5 11 |      Confide in me. Have you not read in my eyes that there is
 6 11 |       Artagnan, "you would there read so much curiosity that you
 7 16 |          the king without having read a single word of it. The
 8 16 |         to the King of Spain, he read it rapidly. ~It was nothing
 9 16 |    cardinal took the letter, and read it with the greatest attention;
10 16 |     arrived at the end of it, he read it a second time. "Well,
11 17 |   emotion, gazed at her as if to read her very heart, and seeing
12 17 |        the queen. Those who have read the MEMOIRS of Mme. de Motteville
13 20 |         Just heaven, what have I read?" cried the duke. "Patrick,
14 23 |           Left alone, d'Artagnan read and reread his billet. Then
15 24 |      idea seized him that he had read incorrectly, and that the
16 24 |      drew it from his pocket and read it again; but he had not
17 24 |         cabin of the ferryman to read the billet of Mme. Bonacieux
18 24 |                      The old man read so much truth and so much
19 26 |        bound, seized the letter, read it, or rather devoured it,
20 27 | accustomed to obey him by signs, read in the faint glance of his
21 28 |         young man as if he would read the bottom of his heart. ~"
22 28 |        matter is gallant. I will read you the first canto. It
23 29 |          the book from which she read the Mass. ~The lady with
24 30 |  Artagnan opened the letter, and read these words: ~"A person
25 33 |       name!" cried d'Artagnan. ~"Read the address." ~"Monsieur
26 33 |      Artagnan; "nothing," and he read, ~"You have not answered
27 33 |       but to the man--who should read to the bottom of my soul!" ~
28 33 |         Kitty," said he, "I will read to the bottom of your soul
29 33 |   Artagnan opened the letter and read as follows: ~This is the
30 35 |       but at the first words she read she became livid. She crushed
31 36 |        Wardes. ~He opened it and read as follows: ~Dear M. d'Artagnan,
32 36 |        hands, and endeavoring to read with her eyes to the bottom
33 39 |          unsealed the letter and read, ~"M. d'Artagnan, of the
34 45 |          paper, unfolded it, and read: ~Dec. 3, 1627 ~It is by
35 47 |      even attempt to conceal, to read: ~Dec. 3, 1627 ~It is by
36 47 |         Artagnan, who fancied he read in it his sentence of death. ~"
37 48 |         scrupulously weighed, he read the following: ~"My Lord,
38 48 |          what she is capable of, read her past history on her
39 48 | ambitious and learned; Bazin has read history, gentlemen, he knows
40 48 |        Lord de Winter and he has read it, you will further say
41 48 |        fellow, gomrade!" ~Aramis read the letter, and passed it
42 48 |         might have been created, read aloud: ~"My cousin, My sister
43 48 |       Athos, "let us go home and read it." ~The note burned the
44 49 |      which he was the bearer, to read, and upon the order of the
45 49 |          by allowing him thus to read her soul; she collected
46 50 |         many crimes as you could read of in a year in the archives
47 51 |          armies. This letter was read publicly in all parts of
48 51 |         your brains, if we could read them as you read that letter
49 51 |        we could read them as you read that letter which you concealed
50 51 |         letter you were about to read, Monsieur Aramis, and which
51 51 |         wine jar. ~"You had only read a line or two," said d'Artagnan; "
52 51 |          two," said d'Artagnan; "read the letter again from the
53 53 |        consented that you should read every day the ordinary of
54 54 |          Milady to the paper, he read: "'Order to conduct--' The
55 57 |    Felton, "oh, pardon!" ~Milady read in his eyes LOVE! LOVE! ~"
56 58 |      started with joy. She could read to the depths of the heart
57 59 |      what has she written to me? Read me her letter." ~"Oh, my
58 59 |          make out the writing. ~"Read!" said he, "read! I cannot
59 59 |      writing. ~"Read!" said he, "read! I cannot see. Read, then!
60 59 |         he, "read! I cannot see. Read, then! For soon, perhaps,
61 59 |        no further objection, and read: ~"My Lord, By that which,
62 60 |        village." ~"Armentieres," read Porthos; "Armentieres? I
63 61 |      brilliant eyes in which she read nothing but interest and
64 61 |     cannot believe you!" ~"Well, read, then!" said the unhappy
65 61 |       quarter!" And she greedily read the following few lines: ~
66 64 |        The tall man had scarcely read these lines, seen the signature,
67 67 |     Eminence took the paper, and read in a slow voice, dwelling
68 67 |       The cardinal, after having read these two lines, sank into
69 67 |         intelligent countenance, read upon that face, furrowed