Chapter

 1 16|  with her brother, who was a curate. Both had recently come
 2 16|    who had pretended to be a curate for the purpose of getting
 3 26|     is he, then?" ~"With the curate of Montdidier and the superior
 4 26| Jesuits, and on his left the curate of Montdidier. The curtains
 5 26|      of Amiens, Monsieur the Curate of Montdidier, and I are
 6 26|      dogmatic!" repeated the curate, who, about as strong as
 7 26|     be tired, and so did the curate. ~"See what an exordium!"
 8 26|      Exordium," repeated the curate, for the sake of saying
 9 26|    little put out, while the curate, greatly delighted, turned
10 26|     the HANDS," repeated the curate, with a gesture. ~"St. Peter,
11 26|      will be lost," said the curate, shaking his head sorrowfully. ~"
12 26|      is mine also," said the curate. ~"But, for heaven's sake-"
13 26|     young friend," added the curate, groaning, "do not regret
14 26| hands toward heaven, and the curate did the same. ~"No; but
15 26|      he. ~The Jesuit and the curate quite started from their
16 26|         A RONDEAU!" said the curate, mechanically. ~"Repeat
17 26|   weep!" ~d'Artagnan and the curate appeared pleased. The Jesuit
18 26|   sermon be clear," said the curate. ~"Now," hastily interrupted
19 26|       Work slowly," said the curate; "we leave you in an excellent
20 26|  Farewell, my son," said the curate, "till tomorrow." ~"Till
21 26|     took the breviary of the curate and the missal of the Jesuit,
22 28|    make them drunk. Then the curate forbade me to quit my uniform,