Chapter

 1 III |     silky wool, like those in a child’s toy sheep fold.~The Yarrow
 2 III |      shared his feelings; he, a child of the mine, whose whole
 3 X   |    goblin, a brownie, a fairy’s child,” repeated Jack Ryan, “a
 4 XI  |      immediately, “Why, it is a child!”~The child still breathed,
 5 XI  |        Why, it is a child!”~The child still breathed, but so very
 6 XI  |        on his lamp, clasped the child to his breast with his left
 7 XI  |        defended himself and the child as well as he could, but
 8 XI  |     sacrificing the life of the child he supported in his left
 9 XI  |        by the men, and with the child was placed on the level
10 XII |      still unconscious, and the child in a very feeble state,
11 XII |       Harry imagined her a mere child, but she was a maiden of
12 XII |      Nell had seemed an adopted child from the moment when she
13 XIII|       attached to their adopted child, whose former history continued
14 XIV |    nearly his own thoughts.~“My child,” said James Starr, “I can
15 XIV |   endure their brightness?”~“My child,” replied James Starr, “
16 XIV |           inquired she.~“No, my child,” said James Starr. “You
17 XIV |      the light of day.~The good child knelt down, exclaiming, “
18 XVI |       region she had loved as a child, and in which her wedded
19 XVI |      stern solicitude. The poor child yielded to their wishes,
20 XVII| perfectly evident now that this child was Nell. During the fifteen
21 XVII|       nothing that concerns the child you have received, and whom
22 XVII|    thing is about you.”~“No, my child,” said James Starr, “tell
23 XVII|      tremble.”~“Go on, Nell, my child,” said Simon to the girl,
24 XVII|        quietly, “Very right, my child; you have said exactly what