Chapter

 1 1 |     hostelry by the front gate, beneath which d'Artagnan on arriving
 2 5 |  himself, glided like a serpent beneath his blade, and passed his
 3 10|        between him and the room beneath, in which the interrogatories
 4 12|        but mine would have sunk beneath this ordeal; but my love
 5 20|      courage which he concealed beneath his elegant form and polished
 6 21|         a species of altar, and beneath a canopy of blue velvet,
 7 21|        speak. On the altar, and beneath the portrait, was the casket
 8 23|        lest one should give way beneath you; if you pass before
 9 26|       which made the table bend beneath its weight. ~D'Artagnan
10 31|     foot worked with impatience beneath her robe. ~Lord de Winter
11 35|        nor in the corridor, nor beneath the great door. It was necessary
12 50|        secret meaning concealed beneath your words?" ~"Oh, my God,
13 52| disheveled, her bosom half bare beneath her crumpled lace, one hand
14 53|       his odious blood, flowing beneath the ax of the headsman,
15 53|     sounds spread to a distance beneath the vaulted roofs, and carried
16 54|          time the shore will be beneath your feet, the sea will
17 58|         while the patrol passed beneath them laughing and talking.
18 65|       the Port, a man sheltered beneath a tree detached himself
19 66|      then a truncated mass sank beneath the blow. ~The executioner