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 1 2 |      in gold, which shone like water ripples in the sun. A long
 2 7 |      rings and plashing in the water. ~Porthos pretended that
 3 25|    Allow me to take a glass of water in your apartment; you know
 4 25|       his Highness's pieces of water, I slipped a few lines into
 5 26|    sacristans, bless with holy water sprinklers, which resemble
 6 29|        don't offer me any holy water?" ~Porthos, at the sound
 7 29|     you just now gave the holy water." ~Porthos pretended to
 8 29|   signs just now, and the holy water! But that must be a princess,
 9 32|    their third of a glass with water; then, when they had drunk
10 35|       sapphires of such a fine water existed. Have you traded
11 42|       with fresh eggs and some water, which Athos went himself
12 46|    fish cannot leap out of the water, where a rabbit cannot come
13 49|        over the surface of the water. ~In five minutes they gained
14 53|     but little, and drank only water. ~     ~ ~ ~ ~    An hour
15 56|      powerful narcotic with my water. Scarcely had I finished
16 56|        narcotic mixed with the water I had drunk, I would not
17 56|        I drew another glass of water from my protecting fountain,
18 56|   witness had seen me draw the water from that fountain, and
19 56|      drunk half a glass of the water, I contended longer, and
20 56|    Only I concealed a glass of water, which remained after my
21 56|        I pretended to pour out water from the jug, but I only
22 58|        was not depth enough of water for it to touch land. Felton
23 58|        loosed he took some sea water and sprinkled it over her
24 59|        say to you: one drop of water suffices to make the full
25 63|                63. The Drop Of Water~ ~ ~ ~ ~    Rochefort had
26 63|        table to get a glass of water; but he stopped at seeing
27 63|        permit such a crime!" ~"Water, water!" cried d'Artagnan. "
28 63|        such a crime!" ~"Water, water!" cried d'Artagnan. "Water!" ~"
29 63|     water!" cried d'Artagnan. "Water!" ~"Oh, poor woman, poor
30 65|        pleasure in feeling the water trickle over his burning
31 66|      cloud which hung over the water at that moment. ~The troop
32 66| suspending his burden over the water cried in a loud voice, "