Chapter
1 1 | passion?" ~"Yes; he struck his pocket and said, 'We shall see
2 1 | he put his hand upon his pocket while pronouncing the name
3 1 | to ascertain what that pocket contained. What was there
4 1 | Artagnan found nothing in his pocket but his little old velvet
5 2 | say, without a sou in his pocket, but with a fund of audacity,
6 4 | say, here is mine in my pocket." ~So saying, he pulled
7 4 | handkerchief fall from the pocket of Monsieur Aramis. He had
8 4 | to have fallen from your pocket as mine." ~"No, upon my
9 4 | handkerchief did not fall from my pocket." ~"And thereby you have
10 6 | lay before him into his pocket, the major part of which
11 6 | forty pistoles into his pocket without any scruple--on
12 8 | citizen took a paper from his pocket, and presented it to d'Artagnan. ~"
13 10| therefore placed in the pocket of Mme. Bonacieux the one
14 11| young woman took from her pocket a white object, which she
15 11| second handkerchief from her pocket, and exchanged it for that
16 11| the handkerchief from her pocket; but what probability was
17 11| feet, and replaced in your pocket." ~"Hold your tongue, imprudent
18 11| mechanically put his hand into his pocket, and perceived that he had
19 19| tapped the bag he had in his pocket. ~"Enough?" asked M. de
20 19| out his treasure from his pocket, and placing it on the table. "
21 19| letter is here, in this pocket," and he pointed to the
22 19| and he pointed to the pocket which contained the letter. "
23 20| drawing the paper from his pocket; "here it is." ~"Have it
24 23| of your apartment in my pocket, and that key had never
25 23| seventy-five pistoles in his pocket." ~"Shall I see you again
26 24| it, he drew it from his pocket and read it again; but he
27 24| finger, his purse in his pocket, and his pistols in his
28 25| seventy-five pistoles in my pocket which you had distributed
29 25| pistoles passed from my pocket to his, without reckoning
30 26| drew the letter from his pocket. ~Aramis made a bound, seized
31 28| some small change from his pocket, I--" ~"You? Nothing!" ~"
32 31| Artagnan put the purse into his pocket. ~"And now, my young friend,
33 32| putting snugly into his pocket. ~"Then," continued he, "
34 34| double pistoles into his pocket to answer the needs of the
35 35| ring, but put it in his pocket and not on his finger. ~"
36 36| drew a letter from her pocket and gave it to him. ~This
37 39| taking the sum from his pocket; "I know that is the coin
38 39| remainder of his pistoles in his pocket. ~"Send your saddle, then,
39 41| well-furnished purse in his pocket. ~D'Artagnan took his hat,
40 41| with me; he even has in his pocket a letter from that person,
41 41| your comrade has in his pocket." ~"But," cried the bandit, "
42 41| which my comrade has in his pocket." ~"You see, then," said
43 47| invaluable paper from the pocket of his uniform. D'Artagnan
44 48| drawing four pistoles from his pocket and throwing them upon the
45 51| drew the letter from his pocket; the three friends surrounded
46 51| squeezing that letter into your pocket!" ~"Yes," said d'Artagnan, "
47 54| taking a paper out of his pocket, he unfolded it slowly. ~"
48 56| Felton, drawing from his pocket the weapon which he had
49 59| post, and drawing from his pocket the letter of which he was
50 63| the commission from his pocket, said, "Here, my dear Athos,
51 63| the commission from his pocket, "Here, my friend, write
52 63| his commission from his pocket, "You, our friend, our intelligence,
53 64| Then Athos took from his pocket a small paper, on which
54 67| he had his pardon in his pocket. I content myself with saying:
55 67| the commission from his pocket, said, "Here, my dear Athos,
56 67| the commission from his pocket, "Here, my friend, write
57 67| his commission from his pocket, "You, our friend, our intelligence,
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