Chapter

1 I   | excitement increasing as the time drew near.~Our worthy engineer
2 IV  |          woman’s invitation, each drew in his chair, James Starr
3 VI  |         with a trembling hand. He drew off the wire gauze case
4 XI  |  suspicious the lower he got, now drew his knife and held it in
5 XII |         of this poor stranger. He drew near, took Nell’s hand from
6 XII |        early years, and whence we drew you half dead?”~“No, Harry,”
7 XVII|      unfortunately for him, alas!—drew from the abyss.”~“Oh, Nell!