Chapter

 1 Pre    |         the translator, with the kind assistance of Mr. Cameron
 2 IV     |      violence. I was a prey to a kind of hallucination; I was
 3 IX     |   arrived. The day before it our kind friend M. Thomsen brought
 4 X      |            said he, “will you be kind enough to tell me what books
 5 X      |          M. Fridrikssen, who was kind enough not to pursue the
 6 XIV    |       standing there to bid us a kind farewell. But the farewell
 7 XV     |         between the two peaks, a kind of staircase appeared unexpectedly
 8 XV     |         bulge in the mountain, a kind of bed on which rested the
 9 XXIII  | thickness of the granite wall, a kind of dull, dead rumbling,
10 XXIV   |         to be familiar with this kind of exercise.~This well,
11 XXIV   |    passage. We kept going down a kind of winding staircase, which
12 XXIV   |         evening, we arrived at a kind of vast grotto; and here
13 XXXI   |         sand, made of a peculiar kind of wood, and a great number
14 XXXVIII|         with discoveries of this kind. I know what capital enterprising
15 XXXIX  |          often wear arms of this kind. This must have belonged
16 XLI    |       The explosion had caused a kind of earthquake in this fissured
17 XLII   |     enough light to show us what kind of a place we were in.~“
18 XLII   |         ate his greedily, with a kind of feverish rage. I ate
19 XLII   |          poor dear Gräuben, that kind soul Martha, flitted like
20 XLIII  |         from pole to pole with a kind of frenzied impulse; it
21 XLIII  |      below. A phenomenon of this kind would not have greatly alarmed