Book,  chapter

 1    1,    5|          good will, for he loved the master of Malcolm Castle, like
 2    1,    6|   intelligence.~“Olbinett,” said his master, as he appeared in answer
 3    1,    9|          forthwith to set to work to master the language of Cer-vantes,
 4    1,   10|              Mangles, addressing his master.~“My dear John,” replied
 5    1,   11|            the gigantic spurs of his master’s naked feet. It was absolutely
 6    1,   14|     refreshing beverage to offer his master. But Glenarvan refused to
 7    1,   16|             a grove close by, at his master’s call. Both in form and
 8    1,   18|          subdued at last more by his master’s voice than hand. Thalcave
 9    1,   19|            and ready to start at his master’s call. Absolute silence
10    1,   19|         break loose and get out. His master could only calm him by keeping
11    1,   19|              fire; he understood his master.~But just as the Patagonian
12    1,   19|          delight at the sight of his master.~“Oh, my child, my child!”
13    1,   22|        shared the dejection of their master. A timid rabbit happened
14    1,   22|            the signal as well as his master. They owed the faithful
15    1,   22|           bit, pulled tightly by his master’s strong hand, and yet the
16    1,   22|         still. Had he been free, his master knew he would have fled
17    1,   22|           neigh and disappeared. His master, freeing his feet from the
18    1,   22|          Thaouka, who still bore his master, had gone down forever.~“
19    1,   22|         regular strokes, worthy of a master swimmer. The sailors took
20    1,   22|          intelligent face toward his master, and, shaking his long mane,
21    1,   22|            round Thaouka’s neck, and master and steed were drifting
22    2,    5|             are times when I must be master on board, and retire you
23    2,    6|             equal footing with their master, were already in their places
24    2,    6|            of cattle. He was his own master, after having been a serf
25    2,    7|            You, Ayrton!” replied his master, not less bewildered than
26    2,    8|       waiting the orders of this new master.~“My word,” said Paganel, “
27    2,    9|   Geographical Society was no longer master of himself. He went on and
28    2,   14|             inspiration of the great master to the end. The effect of
29    2,   14|         between this village and the master’s house, which, far removed
30    3,    1|              captain, or rather the “master,” received his visitors
31    3,    1| peculiarities.~“We’ll see,” said the master of the MACQUARIE.~Will Halley
32    3,    1|          counting out the sum to the master.~“All aboard to-morrow,”
33    3,    4|               Wilson, the lead!”~The master, posted forward, seemed
34    3,   17|         thought he was to command as master, he was a prisoner, and
35    3,   18|           the yacht once mine, I was master of the ocean. I led you