Book,  chapter

1    1,   24| Glenarvan, “with your leave, I prefer the gravel of a park, or
2    2,   17|        them makes me uneasy. I prefer seeing them face to face.
3    3,    5|        Maori flesh, which they prefer to all others; for the children
4    3,    5|       for a cannibal, I should prefer being cooked.”~“Why?”~“Because
5    3,    6|         in such a stormy sea I prefer our raft to that crazy boat.
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