Part,  Chapter

 1     I,      II|     way at the top, until the blood flowed from the nails, and
 2     I,    VIII|   good graces, as his next of blood and kin, he talks of becoming
 3    II,     VII|    regular circulation of the blood throughout the whole body.
 4    II,     VII|      the shooting-box."~ ~The blood rushed up to my face, and
 5    II,       X| brought on my name in her own blood. "Look," I might have said, "
 6    II,       X|       destructive! Only, cool blood! Let me not betray myself;
 7    II,      XI|    The soil was thirsting for blood, and the day after our arrival
 8    II,     XII|       soil was saturated with blood, and the dead and wounded
 9    II,     XII|     from under his horse, the blood rushed from an awful gash
10    II,     XIV|    washes away with tears the blood spilt by man. Scientists
11    II,     XVI|  shedding of a single drop of blood, without the least disorder!