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 1 9 |      found themselves alone. "Shame, shame, for four Musketeers
 2 9 |     themselves alone. "Shame, shame, for four Musketeers to
 3 11|       from their king without shame. Let us add that in these
 4 23|   fight, but retreat, without shame; if you cross a bridge,
 5 32|    confess to himself, to the shame of the procurator's wife
 6 33|     first moment of surprise, shame, and terror, to triumph
 7 46|     we cannot retreat without shame. We have made a wager--a
 8 47|      Monsieur Porthos." ~"For shame!" said Aramis. "Kill a woman?
 9 48|     your life was spared! For shame! that's unworthy. A man
10 54|      If you have merited this shame, madame, if you have incurred
11 55|    God and before men, for my shame and my infamy." ~This time
12 55|    then, speak!" ~"Confide my shame to you," cried Milady, with
13 55|      crime of one becomes the shame of another--confide my shame
14 55|  shame of another--confide my shame to you, a man, and I a woman?
15 56| hoping that I would accept my shame, as my shame was consummated;
16 56|  would accept my shame, as my shame was consummated; he came
17 57|     frightful cry of pain and shame. A burning fire, a red-hot
18 57|   feigned anger and simulated shame, showed the young man the
19 57|      she could not endure the shame which this name recalled
20 57|        oh, death, rather than shame! Felton, my brother, my