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 1 XIII| disappeared behind a bend of rising ground, and the Floridan “
 2 XIII|      last,” cried Barbicane, rising in his stirrups, “here we
 3 XVI |    column of smoke was still rising in the open sky and the
 4 II  | equilibrium. He succeeded in rising, drew a match from his pocket,
 5 II  |     lost in the solar world, rising and setting to the great
 6 III |      exclaimed Michel Ardan, rising at once.~“They are hungry,”
 7 IV  |    the lapse of time between rising and setting of the sun upon
 8 V   |  apparently stationary. Then rising and wiping his forehead,
 9 VI  |    that is all.” And Michel, rising, went to look at the lunar
10 XVII|       the ramparts of which, rising to a height of 21,300 feet,