Chapter

 1 I     |     Hamburg, and which the great fire of 1842 had fortunately
 2 III   |     Professor’s imagination took fire at this hypothesis.~“No
 3 IV    |          it.”~There was a little fire left on the hearth. I seized
 4 V     | glistened and sparkled with live fire, his hand was shaken threateningly.~
 5 VI    |         subject to the action of fire,” I replied, “and it is
 6 VIII  |         threw a bright stream of fire along the waves; and this
 7 XIII  |   kitchen, the only room where a fire was lighted even in the
 8 XIII  |          of smoke with which the fire on the hearth filled the
 9 XIII  |          gathered round the peat fire, which also burnt such miscellaneous
10 XV    |      from the action of internal fire; and to suppose that the
11 XVI   |         running over with liquid fire amid the rolling thunder.
12 XVI   |         Snæfell had driven forth fire and lava from its central
13 XIX   |         imagined the torrents of fire hurled back at every angle
14 XXXI  |      household; he had water and fire at his disposal, so that
15 XXXIII|        disappeared. I prepare to fire. Hans stops me by a gesture.
16 XXXIII|      remain motionless, ready to fire. Suddenly the ichthyosaurus
17 XXXIV |         here. Sparks of electric fire mingle with the dazzling
18 XXXV  |          of a lambent St. Elmo’s fire; the outstretched sail catches
19 XXXV  |     crest is plumed with dancing fire. My eyes fail under the
20 XXXV  |          streams of bluish white fire dash down upon the sea and
21 XXXV  |  themselves into balls of living fire which explode like bombshells,
22 XXXV  |      head again before a ball of fire has bounded over the waves
23 XXXV  |          deluged with tongues of fire!~Then all the light disappears.
24 XXXV  |         at his helm and spitting fire under the action of the
25 XXXVII|          plots against me? Shall fire, air, and water make a combined
26 XL    |          I too was infected. The fire of zeal kindled afresh in
27 XLI   |       ten minutes before setting fire to the mine. I therefore
28 XLI   |         a lighted lantern to set fire to the fuse. “Now go,” said
29 XLI   |         Ready?” he cried.~“Ay.”~“Fire!”~I instantly plunged the
30 XLII  |          the theory of a central fire remained in my estimation
31 XLIII |     volumes of smoke; tongues of fire lapped the walls, which
32 XLIII |        of Hans lighted up by the fire; and all the feeling I had
33 XLIV  |      explosions lofty columns of fire, mingled with pumice stones,
34 XLIV  |         huge whale, and puff out fire and wind from its vast blowholes.
35 XLV   |          question of the central fire, he sustained with his pen
36 XLV   |    Liedenbrock sea, that ball of fire, which magnetised all the