Chapter

 1 II    |         the servant, shaking her head.~My opinion was, that nothing
 2 III   |        words I quickly raised my head; but my uncle went on soliloquising.~“
 3 III   |          to the landscape at the head of the lake. On the road
 4 III   |        would come into any one’s head to confuse the letters of
 5 IV    |          working in my brain. My head throbbed with excitement,
 6 IV    |         old velvet arm-chair, my head thrown back and my hands
 7 IV    |      float in the air around the head when the blood is rushing
 8 V     |        word, without lifting his head; rubbing out, beginning
 9 V     |        forcibly put.~I nodded my head up and down.~He shook his
10 V     |       and he went; he seized his head between both his hands;
11 VII   |           she asked.~I nodded my head.~“And is he going to take
12 VIII  |        not without alarm, for my head was very apt to feel dizzy;
13 VIII  |    seemed to drown them. Over my head ragged clouds were drifting
14 XI    |        by a slow movement of the head from left to right, an affirmative
15 XII   |         resumed his place at the head, and went on his way.~Three
16 XII   |      edge. His steed lowered his head to examine the nearest waves
17 XII   |        significantly shaking his head. Then followed strong language,
18 XIII  |         house, of course hit his head several times against the
19 XIII  |         sight of a huge deformed head, the skin shining and hairless,
20 XV    |        the hunter, who shook his head, saying:~“Ofvanför.”~“It
21 XVI   |          we arrived. I raised my head and saw straight above me
22 XVI   |      know is, that on raising my head again, I saw only my uncle
23 XVII  |          not included under that head.~“Hans,” said he, “will
24 XVII  |         am sure I did trouble my head about them. Pliocene, miocene,
25 XVII  |    chimney yet. When I lifted my head I perceived the gradual
26 XVII  |          my feet upon my uncle’s head.~“We are there,” he cried.~“
27 XVIII |        dark gallery, I raised my head, and saw for the last time
28 XXI   |       looking at me; he hung his head down; his eyes avoided mine.~“
29 XXI   |       Icelander slowly moved his head, and calmly pointing to
30 XXI   |      western tunnel.”~I shook my head incredulously.~“Hear me
31 XXIV  |        ocean was rolling over my head. And yet it really mattered
32 XXVII |        rock which united over my head, buttressing each other
33 XXVII |          Then I began to lose my head. I arose with my arms stretched
34 XXVIII|        gallery, quite a well; my head struck against a sharp corner
35 XXIX  |       weak. I have bandaged your head with compresses which must
36 XXIX  |  unbroken?”~“Certainly.”~“And my head?”~“Your head, except for
37 XXIX  | Certainly.”~“And my head?”~“Your head, except for a few bruises,
38 XXXI  |        it will fall down upon my head. But now what are your plans?
39 XXXI  |           I am not going to dive head foremost. But if all oceans
40 XXXII |   opinion differs from mine.~The head of this fish was flat, but
41 XXXIII|      seems extremely distant.~My head is still stupefied with
42 XXXIII|      thirty, lifting its fearful head and gleaming eyes above
43 XXXIII|         Icelander. He shakes his head negatively.~“Tva,“ says
44 XXXIII|     porpoise’s snout, a lizard’s head, a crocodile’s teeth; and
45 XXXIII|          and as large as a man’s head. Nature has endowed it with
46 XXXIII|          All at once an enormous head is darted up, the head of
47 XXXIII|  enormous head is darted up, the head of the plesiosaurus. The
48 XXXIV |         enormous cetacean, whose head dominates the waves at a
49 XXXV  |      Hans, leisurely shaking his head.~But now the rain forms
50 XXXV  |       Scarcely has he lifted his head again before a ball of fire
51 XXXV  |       steadily; it threatens the head of my uncle, who falls upon
52 XXXV  |          upon his knees with his head down to avoid it. And now
53 XXXVI |          Mediterranean above our head.”~“That is a good long way,
54 XXXVII|          shining spectacles, his head balancing with an up-and-down
55 XXXVII| excitement:~“Axel! Axel! a human head!”~“A human skull?” I cried,
56 XXXIX |       man!”~I looked, shaking my head incredulously. But though
57 XXXIX |      least twelve feet high. His head, huge and unshapely as a
58 XXXIX |         has lost it.”~I shook my head. Hans had never had an object
59 XL    |        party, with myself at the head, made for it without a moment’
60 XLII  |       Danish, but Hans shook his head mournfully.~“What!” cried
61 XLIII | undaunted uncle calmly shook his head.~“Do you think,” said he, “
62 XLIII |       more than once have had my head broken against the granite
63 XLIV  |      again.~The hunter shook his head in token of complete ignorance.~“