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 1  1, 1 |    hissing noise a hundred and fifty feet up into the air. Now,
 2  1, 1 |    more than three hundred and fifty feet, as the Shannon and
 3  1, 6 |        at only two hundred and fifty feet. As to its dimensions,
 4  1, 8 |      person was thirty-five or fifty years of age, I could not
 5  1, 11|        get then?" ~"A speed of fifty miles an hour." ~"I have
 6  1, 13|       billions two hundred and fifty millions of cubic miles,
 7  1, 13|     but on board the Nautilus, fifty yards below the level of
 8  1, 13|     are on board? Ten, twenty, fifty, a hundred?" ~"I cannot
 9  1, 13|       depth of one hundred and fifty fathoms. But in this middle
10  1, 14|        air under a pressure of fifty atmospheres. This reservoir
11  1, 15|      distance of a hundred and fifty yards. Beyond that the tints
12  2, 1 |        usually floated between fifty and a hundred fathoms deep.
13  2, 1 |        rate of two hundred and fifty leagues in twenty-four hours,
14  2, 2 |        less than a hundred and fifty sharks." ~"A hundred and
15  2, 2 |       sharks." ~"A hundred and fifty sharks!" exclaimed Ned Land. ~"
16  2, 2 |     meant to say a hundred and fifty pearls. Sharks would not
17  2, 9 |    mountain was a volcano. ~At fifty feet above the peak, in
18  2, 10|   miles an hour and a depth of fifty fathoms. ~The species of
19  2, 10|       of about two hundred and fifty feet by impassable obstacles.
20  2, 12|        sometimes a hundred and fifty feet long." ~"That seems
21  2, 13|     the iceberg was only about fifty feet deep. One hundred and
22  2, 13|     feet deep. One hundred and fifty feet now separated us from
23  2, 15|      risen about a hundred and fifty feet, but it still made
24  2, 22| frightful speed, and more than fifty yards deep. I cast a last