Part,  Chapter

 1      I,  III|       were closed, and his lips pressed together as if glued to
 2      I,  III|       Red River settlement, and pressed on from fort to fort in
 3      I,  VI | advantage of the long twilight, pressed on day and night, and were
 4      I,  VII|       as himself, he would have pressed on day and night; but he
 5      I,  X  |      shores of Hudson’s Bay. He pressed boldly on to the north-west;
 6      I,  X  |       Hearne’s exploration, and pressed on as rapidly as possible.~
 7      I,  XII|   Montreal, their headquarters, pressed on to the north with greater
 8      I,  XX |         sir,” said Long.~Hobson pressed his subordinate’s hand,
 9      I,  XXI|        heroism, and Mrs Mac-Nab pressed her baby convulsively to
10      I,  XXI|      below zero.~The Lieutenant pressed his hand to his forehead,
11      I,  XXI|       the Sergeant. Mrs Barnett pressed the brave man’s hand with
12     II,  VII|         stooping heads, the two pressed on. As long as they kept
13     II,  VII|      For about ten minutes they pressed on in silence, fearing,
14     II,  VII| forebodings must, however, have pressed upon the heart of the Lieutenant.
15     II,  IX |         eyes full of tears, and pressed her hand [affectionaly]
16     II,  IX |      darkness.~Mrs Barnett here pressed the brave child to her heart,
17     II,  XII|         s outstretched hand, he pressed it in his own.~Yes, the
18     II,  XX |   Fahrenheit?~Lieutenant Hobson pressed on the construction of the