Chapter

 1 3 |           wished himself a hundred feet underground. ~"Yes, yes,"
 2 3 |         upon the carpet with their feet; they bit their lips till
 3 10|            loud cries, stamping of feet, clashing of swords, and
 4 10|          but without delicacy; the feet did not bespeak the woman
 5 11|          which he had found at the feet of Mme. Bonacieux, which
 6 11|         had dragged from under the feet of Aramis. ~"What the devil
 7 11|         That which I found at your feet, and replaced in your pocket." ~"
 8 12|    Buckingham threw himself at her feet, and before the queen could
 9 14|           and found himself on his feet. ~At this moment an officer
10 14|          himself at his Eminence's feet, "ah, how truly you are
11 18|            he threw himself at her feet. ~"With me you will be as
12 25|           he puts us all under his feet, and as he thinks we might
13 32|            the reality was several feet higher than the dream. ~     ~ ~ ~ ~
14 32|       detached the two great black feet, which she placed upon her
15 32|          eaten his soup, the black feet of the fowl, and the only
16 32|          precaution, he placed his feet. ~The procurator's wife
17 33|        known her have lived at her feet like a slave? Speak, I beg
18 34|          cast bags of money at his feet. ~"Stop, in the name of
19 37|          which he placed his naked feet, and then conducted him
20 41|           gravel he trod under his feet. ~We say the gravel he trod
21 41|           gravel he trod under his feet, for d'Artagnan made these
22 41|           knees, to again kiss the feet of his preserver; but d'
23 50|            Paris never to set your feet on British ground?" ~Milady
24 51|           Musketeers were on their feet, and saluted with respect. ~
25 54|         shore will be beneath your feet, the sea will be open to
26 54|           guilty are sacred at the feet of God!" ~"Guilty? I?" said
27 54|            throwing herself at his feet. "I can hold out no longer,
28 57|          of this woman to kiss her feet. ~He no longer loved her;
29 58| Fortunately it is too short by six feet." ~"Here they are! My God!" ~"
30 58|            no more support for his feet, he clung with his hands;
31 64|            the same track of small feet as in the garden; the carriage
32 65|       quickset hedge, two or three feet high. Athos sprang over
33 66|            and bound her hands and feet. ~Then she broke the silence
34 66|            cord which fastened her feet. On coming near the bank,
35 67|             D'Artagnan fell at the feet of the cardinal. ~"Monseigneur,"