Chapter

1 I   | supporting its four terraced stories. With its large, straight,
2 I   |     necks to grasp the vague stories hovering before their imaginations,
3 II  |   the merriest began to tell stories; the time of their miseries
4 X   |    of pure water through the stories into the porphyry centre-basin.~
5 XIII| twenty-three wide, with nine stories, diminishing as they approached
6 XIII| staircases which crossed the stories. Some were waiting to dart
7 XIII|      lofty brazen mass, nine stories high, which contained and
8 XIII|   fell, shattering the lower stories beneath it. The soldiers