Part, Chapter

 1  1, 3 |           a true, devoted Flemish boy, who had accompanied me
 2  1, 3 |       morals are understood. This boy was thirty years old, and
 3  1, 3 |          was sure of this devoted boy. As a rule, I never asked
 4  1, 3 |           he, entering. ~"Yes, my boy; make preparations for me
 5  1, 7 |           accordingly. This quiet boy was perfectly self-possessed.
 6  1, 7 |           alone. I heard the poor boy pant; his breathing became
 7  1, 9 | politeness. ~"Very well, my brave boy. And you, Mr. Land?" ~"Soundly,
 8  1, 20|           is very good." ~"No, my boy; you have made an excellent
 9  1, 21|     master been bitten?" ~"No, my boy; but I would willingly have
10  1, 21|           it possible?" ~"Yes, my boy; it is a left shell." ~Shells
11  1, 21|  interview with the Captain. ~"My boy," said I, "when I feigned
12  1, 22|          asked Conseil. ~"Yes, my boy." ~"Well, it is that master
13  2, 1 |       turned into milk." ~"No, my boy; and the whiteness which
14  2, 1 |      exclaimed Conseil. ~"Yes, my boy; and you need not try to
15  2, 2 |          asked Conseil. ~"Yes, my boy. Some are a perfect casket.
16  2, 7 |      Europe to Africa." ~"Yes, my boy, it forms a perfect bar
17  2, 7 |         of thousands of years, my boy." ~"Then," said Conseil, "
18  2, 15|        But what is the matter, my boy?" ~"I am dazzled, blinded." ~