Chapter

 1 3 |          that after crossing the shoulder it penetrates into the chest,
 2 4 |                           4. The Shoulder Of Athos, The Baldric Of
 3 4 |          rooms, and striking his shoulder violently, made him utter
 4 4 |  Artagnan, reappearing under the shoulder of the giant, "but I am
 5 4 |         was wounded on that very shoulder against which I must run
 6 5 |         how you have hurt me! My shoulder quite burns." ~"If you would
 7 5 |       very well know. He hurt my shoulder. And you, Porthos?" ~"Faith!
 8 6 |     touched his adversary on the shoulder. d'Artagnan immediately
 9 9 |    Artagnan laid his hand on the shoulder of their leader. ~"May I
10 11|         placed his hand upon her shoulder, she sank upon one knee,
11 16|        in so doing laid bare her shoulder. d'Artagnan," said Athos,
12 16|        guess what she had on her shoulder." ~"How can I tell?" said
13 20|         which passed through his shoulder, and Mousqueton another
14 22|         with silver. On her left shoulder sparkled the diamonds studs,
15 22|        were all on her Majesty's shoulder. ~The king called the cardinal. ~"
16 22|         retire, when he felt his shoulder lightly touched. He turned
17 23|   Crevecoeur, with a ball in his shoulder; and Athos at Amiens, detained
18 25|         his fowling piece on his shoulder, behind the hedges which
19 26|       That is he--wounded in the shoulder." ~"Just so. Well, monsieur,
20 26|    mistress and the wound in his shoulder. ~It may be easily understood
21 26|   compliments, and leaning on my shoulder, was reading them a second
22 27|        with the musketoon on his shoulder, and his head shaking. Like
23 38|          a FLEUR-DE-LIS upon her shoulder!" ~"Ah!" cried the Musketeer,
24 38|      Athos put his hand upon his shoulder, with a smile, and d'Artagnan
25 41|        by a ball which broke his shoulder. ~Meantime d'Artagnan had
26 42|          the fleur-de-lis on her shoulder?" ~"She is some Englishwoman
27 43|          blow that I believe his shoulder is broken." ~"Very well,"
28 45|       two diamond studs from the shoulder of the Duke of Buckingham;
29 48|        had a fleur-de-lis on her shoulder?" cried Porthos. ~"Yes." ~
30 48|         past history on her left shoulder." ~"Well, now that will
31 49|   feather which drooped upon his shoulder, Buckingham was seen surrounded
32 50|    accusing gesture, to the left shoulder of Milady, which he almost
33 50|     girdle and his musket on his shoulder. ~Milady remained for some
34 55|         turned his head over his shoulder, so as not to lose sight
35 57| executioner, was imprinted on my shoulder." ~Felton uttered a groan. ~"
36 57|        dishonored that beautiful shoulder. ~"But," cried Felton, "
37 65|         FLEUR-DE-LIS on her left shoulder." ~"Oh," said Milady, raising
38 67|    tapping him familiarly on the shoulder, charmed at having vanquished