Chapter
1 10| office, with a turn of his finger set the clock right again,
2 11| intervals, with her bent finger. ~"This is all very fine,
3 22| wished to speak to her, her finger placed upon her mouth, with
4 22| Artagnan placed the ring on his finger, and again waited; it was
5 23| diamond that glitters on your finger? Beware, my dear d'Artagnan!
6 24| his diamond ring on his finger, his purse in his pocket,
7 28| left which sparkles on your finger, and which I had observed
8 28| star from heaven on your finger, and nobody observe it?
9 28| ring which beams from the finger of our friend. What the
10 28| ransom of a king on his finger." ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
11 29| before her, and instead of a finger, dipped his whole hand in.
12 35| slipped a ring from her finger onto d'Artagnan's. d'Artagnan
13 35| having seen this ring on the finger of Milady; it was a magnificent
14 35| had taken, on d'Artagnan's finger, the place of the queen'
15 35| Artagnan, taking it from his finger. ~Athos examined it and
16 35| his left hand; it fit his finger as if made for it. ~A shade
17 35| his pocket and not on his finger. ~"d'Artagnan," said Athos,
18 38| out to his master with his finger. ~Athos recognized his comrade,
19 40| cardinal pointed with his finger to a chair for the young
20 40| cardinal, pointing with his finger to a magnificent suit of
21 40| designated him with her finger to two ill-looking men who
22 41| livres, which he wore on his finger; and even this diamond--
23 42| said Porthos, placing a finger on his lips. "I believe
24 45| touch with the tip of your finger a single hair of d'Artagnan,
25 46| raised his eyes and his finger toward heaven. ~Grimaud
26 50| almost touched with his finger. ~Milady uttered a deep,
27 51| with pointing his index finger in the direction of the
28 51| showed the cardinal, with his finger, the four muskets piled
29 51| himself. Athos lifted his finger, and Grimaud was silent. ~"
30 53| pointing to the manual with her finger but without touching it,
31 56| point on the tip of her finger. ~"Well," said she, returning
32 63| the least thing, drink a finger of wine, and let us be gone." ~"
33 64| man had indicated with his finger; but arriving at four crossroads,
34 65| of the road, putting his finger on his lips. ~Athos recognized
35 65| Mousqueton. He pointed his finger to the lighted window. ~"
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