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 1 1 |         make you love it. Never sell it; allow it to die tranquilly
 2 17|  cardinalist politics? Why, you sell yourself, body and soul,
 3 23|        nearest goldsmith's, and sell that diamond for the highest
 4 23|     betray him who wears it." ~"Sell this ring, a ring which
 5 23|       expeditious. A woman will sell you for ten pistoles, witness
 6 28|    gentleman, I have a horse to sell, too.' 'Ay, and a very fine
 7 28|       pistoles?' 'Yes! Will you sell him to me for that sum?' '
 8 28|       with myself. He would not sell his horse; not for a kingdom!
 9 34| monsieur?" cried Bazin, "a poem sell so dear as that! It is incredible!
10 34|     Artagnan with a smile, "you sell your productions at their
11 38|         defiled, d'Artagnan." ~"Sell it, then." ~"Sell a jewel
12 38|  Artagnan." ~"Sell it, then." ~"Sell a jewel which came from
13 38|         them that if they would sell it to him, as it would make
14 40|       present I shall appear to sell myself." ~"That is to say,
15 47|      there is a diamond, let us sell it." ~"But," said d'Artagnan, "
16 47|      nothing more moral. Let us sell the diamond. What says Monsieur
17 47|      love token, d'Artagnan may sell it." ~"My dear Aramis, you
18 47|        advice, then, is--" ~"To sell the diamond," replied Aramis. ~"
19 47|        Artagnan, gaily, "let us sell the diamond, and say no