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 1  1, 3 |     again seeing my country, my friends, my little lodging by the
 2  1, 3 |          I forgot all--fatigue, friends and collections--and accepted
 3  1, 4 |     really knew him. We are old friends now, united in that unchangeable
 4  1, 8 |        out some time yet." ~"My friends," I said, "we must not despair.
 5  1, 10|         seeing our country, our friends, our relations again?" ~"
 6  1, 10|         death?" ~"Simply." ~"My friends," said I, "to a question
 7  1, 13|         museum at Quebec?" ~"My friends," I answered, making a sign
 8  1, 20|      exploits. ~Indeed, the two friends, beating the bushes, roused
 9  1, 23|         his breast, and all the friends of him who had loved them,
10  2, 1 |       of the Nautilus, of those friends riveted to each other in
11  2, 2 |         Very well; sit down, my friends, and I will teach you." ~
12  2, 3 |        and Ned Land. But my two friends had already encased their
13  2, 9 |     these depths companions and friends of Captain Nemo whom he
14  2, 15|     rose to go. ~"Stay here, my friends," said I, detaining them. "
15  2, 16|         bank was immersed. ~"My friends," I said, "our situation
16  2, 16|       and Conseil, my two brave friends, were sacrificing themselves
17  2, 17|       repay such devotion. ~"My friends," said I, "we are bound
18  2, 18|    asked Conseil. ~"Nothing, my friends; at least of that which
19  2, 18|        them at least. One of my friends, Captain Paul Bos of Havre,
20  2, 19| exception of the petrels, those friends of the storm. The barometer
21  2, 21|   before me. Instead of meeting friends on board the approaching
22  2, 21|     strange hissing noise. ~"My friends," said I, "the moment is