Chapter

1 I    |       a few professors of this sort.~To his misfortune, my uncle
2 III  |       title-page, he noticed a sort of stain which looked like
3 XIII |    with this, we had ‘skye,’ a sort of clotted milk, with biscuits,
4 XIV  |     uncle soon discovered what sort of a man he had to do with;
5 XVII |     farther?”~“Yes; there is a sort of passage which inclines
6 XVIII|      in the lava; we were in a sort of cavern where there was
7 XXI  | expressing only despair!”~What sort of a man was this I had
8 XXXIV|        across monsters of that sort.”~“Let us go straight on,”