Chapter

 1 9 |         doing it." ~"And did the mercer*," rejoined Athos, "tell
 2 9 |    separate, and let us seek the mercer's wife--that is the key
 3 9 |          make a bargain with the mercer, and a good bargain." ~"
 4 9 |        open, and the unfortunate mercer rushed into the chamber
 5 9 |         me--" whispered the poor mercer. ~"We can only save you
 6 9 |       the very truth," cried the mercer; "but Monsieur does not
 7 9 |        pushed the half-stupefied mercer among the Guards, saying
 8 11|     noble and disinterested. The mercer had said that he was rich;
 9 11|         amorous projects for the mercer's wife, he did not forget
10 11|        will see after the worthy mercer later. ~D'Artagnan, reflecting
11 11|      opened, and shut again; the mercer's pretty wife had disappeared. ~
12 11|       that he had only known the mercer's pretty wife for three
13 12|          of the little wife of a mercer? ~Once within the interior
14 13|          Two guards attended the mercer who made him traverse a
15 13|   fifty-one years old, a retired mercer, and lived Rue des Fossoyeurs,
16 13|           The reflections of the mercer were already made; he cursed
17 13|        is it possible for a poor mercer, who detests Huguenots and
18 13|           monsieur," replied the mercer, in a tremble, feeling that
19 13|          But," said the agitated mercer, "do me the pleasure, monsieur,
20 13|          tiger. ~They locked the mercer in the same dungeon where
21 13|        wept all day, like a true mercer, not being at all a military
22 13|          God!" murmured the poor mercer, "now, indeed, I am lost!"
23 14|          Officer," stammered the mercer, more dead than alive, "
24 14|        out of the way to let the mercer pass. The latter obeyed
25 14|    presence they were. ~The poor mercer remained standing at the
26 14|       into the heart of the poor mercer. ~At the end of ten minutes
27 14|      monseigneur," responded the mercer, "I have heard her pronounce
28 14|         dear Monsieur," said the mercer to himself. "PESTE! Matters
29 14|         offering his hand to the mercer, "Rise, my friend, you are
30 17|        native place. ~The worthy mercer had, immediately upon re-entering
31 17|       great respect for him. The mercer fancied himself already
32 17| separated for a week?" asked the mercer, piqued to the quick. ~"
33 17|        But a man, were he even a mercer, when he had talked for
34 17|       sent for me," answered the mercer, proudly. ~"And you responded
35 17|      Madame Bonacieux," said the mercer, "hold! I positively refuse;
36 18|         conversation between the mercer and his wife. ~"The cardinal'
37 18|    Fossoyeurs, and as lately the mercer's house had a bad name,
38 23|   without speaking to the worthy mercer; but the latter made so
39 23|        diligence?" continued the mercer, with a trifling alteration
40 25|       shoes and stockings of the mercer, and it might have been
41 25|          d'Artagnan to grasp the mercer by the throat and strangle
42 25|         extreme means, force the mercer to open his teeth and let
43 25|        your shoes." ~He left the mercer quite astonished at his
44 29|     queen was ignorant where the mercer's young wife was, but had
45 30|       sentimental character, the mercer's pretty wife had made a
46 33|         so fond of." ~"What, the mercer's wife of the Rue des Fossoyeurs?