Chapter

 1 I   |        nothing to do! nothing to look forward to! what a loathsome
 2 II  |         man’s character one must look at his profile, Barbicane,
 3 XI  |  Barbicane knew not which way to look. Notes, documents, letters
 4 XX  |         form of an egg, which we look at from the smaller end.
 5 XXI |         one! that hunter did not look as if he knew how to hunt!”~“
 6 II  |      devil!” he exclaimed. “They look as if they had fallen from
 7 II  |      were on the top. Now let us look to Barbicane.” Saying which,
 8 II  |       Long did the three friends look without speaking, though
 9 III |          surprised if it did not look like a meteor on fire to
10 VI  |          Michel, rising, went to look at the lunar disc, which
11 X   |         eyes that the human race look at these lunar regions,
12 XIII| readiness, hastened to exclaim:~“Look there! cultivated fields!”~“
13 XV  |      even near enough for her to look to them like an enormous
14 XVII|        were concentrated in that look, as under any violent emotion
15 XIX |        whom we are accustomed to look upon as our own handmaid.