Chapter

 1 IX     |          has had a taste of that kind of travelling, he can’t
 2 XI     |          These Belootchees are a kind of brawling, good-for-nothing
 3 XI     |    fearfully drunk on “tembo,” a kind of ardent spirits drawn
 4 XIII   | intolerable, and the stings of a kind of fly whose bite pierces
 5 XV     |        hereabouts.”~“There’s one kind of trade that we might carry
 6 XV     |        on the slope of a hill.~A kind of veranda, formed by the
 7 XVI    |          in the sportsman. “What kind of a dignitary was this
 8 XIX    |         hope that nothing of the kind may happen to us,” said
 9 XX     |         The upper part is of one kind and the lower part of another!”~“
10 XX     |         hundred feet in height—a kind of ancient banyan.~“What
11 XXII   |        latter feebly pressed his kind hands, and scarcely had
12 XXIII  |        Do you know, now, in what kind of soil that man of self-denial,
13 XXIV   |      animals. But nothing of the kind was to be seen, and the
14 XXIV   |       All these thoughts, of the kind that arise in hours of discouragement,
15 XXV    |        same moment, for the same kind of flag repeated precisely
16 XXVI   |      beholder, and gave him that kind of malady called the “desert-sickness.”
17 XXVIII |          although that must be a kind of food that’s pretty hard
18 XIX    |     field, cultivating sorgho, a kind of millet which forms the
19 XIX    |         a dozen wild ducks and a kind of snipe, which Joe served
20 XXXI   |       chickens, and the greatest kind of chickens!”~“Come, doctor,
21 XXXI   |          the question as to what kind of water there is in Lake
22 XXXII  |      grant that they may be of a kind sufficiently noxious for
23 XXXV   |          the reverberations of a kind of drum, and a clatter of
24 XXXV   |          he saw before him a new kind of tree that bore reptiles
25 XXXVIII|          and fifty camels of the kind that, for twelve mutkals