Book,  chapter

1    1,    6|       nor hear though they are listening. He wore a traveling cap,
2    1,   14|     slopes of the Cordilleras, listening intently in hope that some
3    1,   19|      his ear toward the plain, listening intently, with half-closed
4    1,   19|       he was thus watching and listening, Thaouka gave a low neigh,
5    2,   12|    they all sat round him in a listening group. But the sun had meantime
6    2,   14|      Australian desert. He was listening to the history of the young
7    2,   18|    about the wagon, and bent a listening ear to the faintest sound.
8    3,   10|      quieter. . . . . They are listening. . . . .”~“Evidently,” said
9    3,   10| consent?”~“Yes! . . . They are listening. . . . . They have dispersed,