Book,  chapter

1    1,    7|          thanks, my Lord! I deeply feel your courtesy, but allow
2    1,   23|        Helena and Mary Grant would feel on hearing there was no
3    1,   24|          for footmarks; I began to feel the sharp pangs of hunger,
4    2,    6|           the young Grants did not feel disheartened. They had long
5    2,   15|            not worth it!”~“I don’t feel very sure of the innkeeper
6    2,   17| disappearance to let the travelers feel perfectly safe; consequently
7    3,    4|       despair nearly masters me. I feel as if fresh misfortunes
8    3,    5|            hand of a little boy! I feel as if I should enjoy munching
9    3,   16|             Austin’s head began to feel in a whirl. Glenarvan spoke