Chapter

 1 VIII  |     little bathing house, and moving about and grumbling, at
 2 XI    |     almost as it were without moving a limb; and yet he did his
 3 XII   |      and reappeared above the moving mists, like breakers emerging
 4 XV    | marvellous specimens. We were moving over grey rocks of dense
 5 XXII  |     yards when the Professor, moving his lantern along the walls,
 6 XXII  | passage through which we were moving was such a fissure, through
 7 XXII  |     angle, and I seemed to be moving through a diamond, within
 8 XXIII |       he looked on me without moving a muscle of his countenance.~
 9 XXVII |     coil. A dim procession of moving shadows seemed slowly unfolding
10 XXVIII|     to receive you. Now begin moving.”~. . . .~These words cheered
11 XXXVI |   what direction we have been moving. Perhaps we have deviated.”~“
12 XXXIX |     eyes, vast colossal forms moving amongst the trees. They
13 XLI   |  whizzing in my ears, we were moving faster than the fastest
14 XLIV  |   horizon, or a swelling sail moving slowly before the wind.~