Chapter
1 I | contents were his god-daughter Gräuben, a young Virlandaise of
2 III | the wall, the portrait of Gräuben. My uncle’s ward was at
3 III | into such feelings as ours. Gräuben was a lovely blue-eyed blonde,
4 III | them together. Mademoiselle Gräuben was an accomplished mineralogist;
5 III | love you well, my own dear Gräuben!”~ “Hallo!” cried the Professor.~
6 III | Aha! you are in love with Gräuben?” he said, with the right
7 III | I stammered.~“You love Gräuben,” he went on once or twice
8 IV | thought I would go and tell Gräuben all about it. But how should
9 VII | shortly I espied my little Gräuben bravely returning with her
10 VII | light step to Hamburg.~“Gräuben!” I cried from afar off.~
11 VII | she had looked upon me, Gräuben could not fail to see the
12 VII | hand.~“What is the matter, Gräuben?” I cried.~In a couple of
13 VII | she said, “Axel!”~“My dear Gräuben.”~“That will be a splendid
14 VII | great enterprise.”~“What, Gräuben, won’t you dissuade me from
15 VII | whole truth, I was ashamed.~“Gräuben, we will see whether you
16 VII | say what I say to-day.”~Gräuben and I, hand in hand, but
17 VII | sleepless eyes would work upon Gräuben’s sympathies and change
18 VII | we should start. I drew Gräuben into the Professor’s study.~“
19 VII | this. I went up to my room. Gräuben followed me. She undertook
20 VII | horror and disgust. But dear Gräuben was there; so I said nothing,
21 VII | uncle was solemnly investing Gräuben with the reins of government.
22 VII | cheek with her gentle lips.~“Gräuben!” I murmured.~“Go, my dear
23 VIII | alder and willow.~But, alas! Gräuben was far away; and I never
24 XIX | thought of meeting my little Gräuben again.~By midday there was
25 XXVII| the Königstrasse, my poor Gräuben, all that busy world underneath
26 XXXII| Grauben. Let it be called Port Gräuben; it will look very well
27 XXXII| well upon the map.”~“Port Gräuben let it be then.”~And so
28 XXXII| our departure from Port Gräuben, Professor Liedenbrock had
29 XXXIV| of sea since leaving Port Gräuben; and we are six hundred
30 XXXVI| that I was to be married to Gräuben that day?~Alas! if the tempest
31 XXXIX| fungi which bordered Port Gräuben.~Here was the vegetation
32 XXXIX| reminded me of those about Port Gräuben. Besides, this seemed to
33 XXXIX| shore we shall find Port Gräuben.”~“If that is the case it
34 XL | Königstrasse, even poor Gräuben, who must have given us
35 XLII | Königstrasse, my poor dear Gräuben, that kind soul Martha,
36 XLV | of Martha or the joy of Gräuben.~“Now you are a hero, Axel,”
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