Chapter

 1 25|            monsieur, named Madame Coquenard, who, although she is at
 2 25|          the money of the Duchess Coquenard." ~     ~ ~ ~ ~  Porthos~ ~ ~ ~ ~    "
 3 29|        husband, our dear Monsieur Coquenard? Is he still as stingy as
 4 29|          of a jealous woman, Mme. Coquenard had seen everything. ~Porthos
 5 29|                            Madame Coquenard," said Porthos, "remember
 6 29|           rather large." ~"Madame Coquenard, I gave you the preference.
 7 29|          you are not rich, Madame Coquenard, and that your husband is
 8 29|           if you are rich, Madame Coquenard, then there is no excuse
 9 29| precaution, I see, my dear Madame Coquenard," said Porthos, squeezing
10 32|         one, the old crowns of M. Coquenard had ascended. He was about
11 32|        him before his time. ~Mme. Coquenard therefore entered the office
12 32|     resignation, that was all. M. Coquenard, firm upon his legs, would
13 32|          his large mustache. Mme. Coquenard, who knew that a simple-minded
14 32|         colored a great deal. ~M. Coquenard had, since the arrival of
15 32|        dream. ~     ~ ~ ~ ~    M. Coquenard did not carry his genealogical
16 32|     campaign, will he not, Madame Coquenard?" ~This time Porthos received
17 32|       appeared likewise that Mme. Coquenard was not less affected by
18 32|          where are you?" murmured Coquenard, and he tried to smile. ~
19 32|         eaten for six weeks." ~M. Coquenard entered, pushed along upon
20 32|     armchair with casters by Mme. Coquenard, whom Porthos assisted in
21 32|          of an archipelago. ~Mme. Coquenard smiled, and upon a sign
22 32|        eagerly took his seat. ~M. Coquenard was served first, then Porthos.
23 32|           Porthos. Afterward Mme. Coquenard filled her own plate, and
24 32|          love your family, Madame Coquenard," said the procurator, with
25 32|     object of his contempt. ~Mme. Coquenard drew the dish toward her,
26 32|      resigned countenances. ~Mme. Coquenard distributed this dish to
27 32|        The time for wine came. M. Coquenard poured from a very small
28 32|        bottle to Porthos and Mme. Coquenard. ~The young men filled up
29 32|           all expert palates. ~M. Coquenard saw him swallowing this
30 32|        Cousin Porthos?" said Mme. Coquenard, in that tone which says, "
31 32|        several times, "Ah, Madame Coquenard! Accept my compliments;
32 32|            how I have eaten!" ~M. Coquenard had eaten his soup, the
33 32|    eyebrows; but the knee of Mme. Coquenard gently advised him to be
34 32|  accompanied by a smile from Mme. Coquenard, they arose slowly from
35 32|             The clerks gone, Mme. Coquenard rose and took from a buffet
36 32|         of almonds and honey. ~M. Coquenard knit his eyebrows because
37 32|         positive feast!" cried M. Coquenard, turning about in his chair, "
38 32|     bottle was empty. M. and Mme. Coquenard did not seem to observe
39 32|         the sticky pastry of Mme. Coquenard. ~"Now," said he, "the sacrifice
40 32|       hope of peeping with Madame Coquenard into her husband's chest!" ~
41 32|         her husband's chest!" ~M. Coquenard, after the luxuries of such
42 32|          times a week," said Mme. Coquenard. ~"Thanks, madame!" said
43 32|         significant grimace; Mme. Coquenard understood it. ~"I wished
44 32|       then you understand, Madame Coquenard, a mule with feathers and
45 32|          disturb you," cried Mme. Coquenard. "My husband has five or
46 32|           in "L'Avare" then. Mme. Coquenard was in the dilemma of Harpagan. ~
47 32|        Porthos took leave of Mme. Coquenard. The latter wished to detain
48 34|          and mule belonged. ~Mme. Coquenard recognized her present,
49 34|        with a majestic air. ~Mme. Coquenard repaired trembling to the
50 34|           Listen. This evening M. Coquenard is going to the house of
51 34|        getting nearer to Monsieur Coquenard's strongbox at last." ~     ~ ~ ~ ~
52 39|          good effect; and if Mme. Coquenard had met Porthos and seen
53 40|    Musketeer was introduced to M. Coquenard, whose little gray eyes
54 40|        paid his compliments to M. Coquenard and bade him farewell. M.
55 40|         and bade him farewell. M. Coquenard wished him all sorts of
56 40|          prosperities. As to Mme. Coquenard, she could not restrain
57 40|          adieux were made in Mme. Coquenard's chamber; they were heartrending. ~
58 63|       following year married Mme. Coquenard; the coffer so much coveted
59 67|       following year married Mme. Coquenard; the coffer so much coveted