Chapter

 1 II   |          my uncle, shrugging his shoulders; “but, in addition to all
 2 VI   | impossible,” I said shrugging my shoulders, and disgusted at such a
 3 VII  |          strap my knapsack to my shoulders and start.~But I must confess
 4 XI   |       long meshes upon his broad shoulders. The movements of this native
 5 XI   |       traveller carries over his shoulders; the lantern outside of
 6 XIII |       four of these brats on our shoulders, as many on our laps, and
 7 XVII |          of instruments upon his shoulders; Hans took the tools; I
 8 XXII |         be crushing down upon my shoulders. I felt weighed down, and
 9 XXVI |          baggage better over his shoulders. I could remember this little
10 XXVII|          seemed to weigh upon my shoulders with a dreadful pressure.
11 XXIX |         right; and it is on your shoulders, where it ought to be.”~“
12 XXXV |          spare time to shrug his shoulders viciously.~“There’s a heavy
13 XLII |          At this he shrugged his shoulders and returned to his thoughts.~