Chapter

 1 XI   |         with the question.~This dead block had existed for some
 2 XXI  |         shot, was perhaps lying dead on some bloody track. The
 3 V    |         but even after they are dead.”~“How do you make that
 4 V    |         answered Michel, “he is dead! There,” added he, in a
 5 V    |         its wound. It was quite dead. Michel Ardan looked at
 6 V    |  Barbicane. “We cannot keep the dead body of this dog with us
 7 XVII |   living world— everything to a dead world, where avalanches,
 8 XVIII|      longer inhabited. It was a dead world, such as we see it
 9 XIX  |        And when arrived at this dead point, what will become
10 XIX  |        our first passage at the dead point, because the projectile
11 XIX  |        the distance between the dead point and the south pole
12 XIX  |         the north pole from the dead point. The hours representing
13 XIX  |        utterly annulled on this dead point, a decided movement
14 XIX  |       the projectile beyond the dead point. The explosion of
15 XXI  | regarding their fate.~“They are dead!” said one.~“They are alive!”
16 XXI  |         unanimously; “living or dead, we must pull them out!”~
17 XXII |       did it contain? Living or dead?~Living, yes! living, at