Part,  Chapter

1      I,  II |     he were about to spring a mine.~“All right, Joliffe !”
2      I,  V  |    your impressions, I forget mine.”~“What, Madge !” cried
3      I,  XVI|          cried Hobson, “it is mine!”~“And mine!” said another
4      I,  XVI|    Hobson, “it is mine!”~“And mine!” said another voice, and
5      I,  XVI|    rival’s face.~“This fox is mine, sir,” he said quietly.~“
6      I,  XVI| Hobson rather sharply, “it is mine in any case.”~The stranger
7      I,  XIX|      could these hot tears of mine~But melt the icicles around
8      I,  XIX| little hands close clasped in mine,~No more to part.~Then on