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 1 11|     white stocking, a silken robe, a lace kerchief, a pretty
 2 12|  moment, dressed in a simple robe of white satin, and accompanied
 3 12|   him, kissed the hem of her robe. ~"Duke, you already know
 4 12|  Spanish fashion; you wore a robe of green satin embroidered
 5 12|    of the same color as your robe, and in that cap a heron'
 6 13|  issued from his large black robe, balancing itself with a
 7 15|               15. Men Of The Robe And Men Of The Sword~ ~ ~ ~ ~
 8 15|     revenge which men of the robe like at all times to gain
 9 31|  with impatience beneath her robe. ~Lord de Winter perceived
10 37| muffled him up in a flowered robe, a large hood, and a cloak.
11 38|        D'Artagnan donned the robe as quickly as he could,
12 44|      his cloak a large white robe dotted with black tears,
13 55|    holding with one hand her robe modestly drawn over her
14 56| myself toward my bed, let my robe fall, and lay down. ~"I
15 57|    rapid gesture, opened her robe, tore the cambric that covered
16 57|  glided down it, tearing the robe, and had penetrated slantingly
17 57| flesh and the ribs. Milady's robe was not the less stained
18 59|   upon a couch a rich toilet robe, worked with gold, in order