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 1 1 |        leaving their children crying at the open doors, hastened
 2 1 |   scabbard, and followed him, crying, "Turn, turn, Master Joker,
 3 1 |     the middle of the street, crying still, "Coward! coward!
 4 3 |     and rush from the cabinet crying, "S'blood, he shall not
 5 5 |       to the side of Cahusac, crying, "To me, Monsieur Guardsman;
 6 6 |      hotel of M. de Treville, crying, "To the rescue, Musketeers!
 7 11|       she sank upon one knee, crying in a choking voice, "Kill
 8 14|       him, in his enthusiasm, crying aloud, "Long life to the
 9 18|      of the moneybag, and was crying "Thieves!" ~"Oh, my God!"
10 20|     into d'Artagnan's breast, crying, "One for you!" ~"And one
11 20|     his foot on English land, crying, "Here I am at last!" ~But
12 35|       at that very moment was crying in the next chamber. ~     ~ ~ ~ ~    "
13 38|      eagerly seized his hand, crying, "Are you wounded, my friend?
14 55| Puritan, and went toward him, crying out with a vehement air,
15 55|    appears to me every night, crying to my soul, which cannot
16 59|     Patrick entered the room, crying, "A letter from France,
17 59|     seized him by the throat, crying, "I knew it! I guessed it!