Chapter

 1 XIII   |      pointed cones that seemed to spring up every moment.~“We’re
 2 XVI    |           many water-courses that spring from the torrents formed
 3 XXIV   |    caravans meeting with a single spring of water. Occupied with
 4 XXV    |    Ferguson; “why, then there’s a spring—a well!”~He took up his
 5 XXV    |         the half-worn stones of a spring, but these stones, pulverized
 6 XXV    |     having at length reached this spring for which they panted, had
 7 XXV    |        the well. There has been a spring here, and perhaps there’
 8 XXV    |         now nothing but dust. The spring appeared to have been dry
 9 XXVI   |          found either a well or a spring of water, God alone knows
10 XXVII  | black-maned lion, crouching for a spring on his antagonist. Scarcely
11 XXVII  |     length by the side of a fresh spring, in which he plunged his
12 XXVII  |          she’s up there, ready to spring upon the first of us who
13 XXXIII |           every moment to see Joe spring up out of some thicket,
14 XXXVIII|   according to his documents, the spring in which that immense river
15 XXXVIII|     whoever attempts to pass that spring, by leaping over it, is