Chapter

 1 XXI  |       the victim from its cobweb prison. At last it was accomplished,
 2 XXII | unscrewing the coverlid of their prison.~Ardan, Barbicane, Maston,
 3 XXIII|       could therefore quit their prison at pleasure, as soon as
 4 XXIII|   informing them not to open his prison before the 20th, at six
 5 I    |          enclosed in their metal prison, were plunged in profound
 6 I    |       his installation.~“It is a prison,” said he, “but a traveling
 7 I    |        said he, “but a traveling prison; and, with the right of
 8 I    |       you say to yourself, ‘This prison may be our tomb?’ Tomb,
 9 I    |      still, turned in his narrow prison like a wild beast in a cage,
10 XV   |          for them in their metal prison which was bearing them through
11 XXII |      under the ocean, this metal prison defied every effort of its