Chapter

1 VIII| with every gust of wind; my knees began to fail; soon I was
2 VIII|   soon I was crawling on my knees, then creeping on my stomach;
3 XII |    pony, with a bend of his knees, started from under the
4 XIII|    and the rest between our knees. Those who could speak kept
5 XIII| only two urchins upon their knees.~But silence reigned in
6 XXI |    arrived on our hands and knees, and half dead, at the junction
7 XXXV|   uncle, who falls upon his knees with his head down to avoid