Chapter
1 IV | movement, and his arm is ever ready to support or otherwise
2 IV | and a will that seem ever ready for action.~Whilst we were
3 IV | fellow, too, and is always ready to assist and amuse young
4 VII | on deck; but before I was ready, the noise had ceased. I
5 X | relentless flames, my heart seems ready to burst.~The important
6 XIII | lying packed in a mass all ready for prompt removal to the
7 XVII | our fellow passengers are ready to offer our assistance
8 XX | precaution of having an anchor ready in the stern, for, in the
9 XXI | that everything would be ready for the blasting to take
10 XXIII | to follow, if they were ready to forsake him; for himself
11 XXIV | came and everything was ready for embarkation.~Hatchet
12 XXIV | precaution for herself and to be ready for any emergency.~“Thank
13 XXIV | you, doctor, I am always ready,” she cheerfully replied,
14 XXIV | the raft that was not yet ready to support them, can never
15 XXV | in a few hours it will be ready, and at daybreak we can
16 XXVI | one, an Irishman, named O’Ready, who seemed to question
17 XXVII | said one of the men—O’Ready, I think.~“Where’s the whale
18 XXVII | ye’ll be maning,” said O’Ready; and the state of the sea
19 XXIX | from the waves.~But all was ready on the raft; an erection
20 XXIX | except Curtis and old O’Ready had left the “Chancellor.”~
21 XXX | Austin, Owen, Wilson, O’Ready, Burke, Sandon, and Flaypole.~
22 XXX | each a pocket-knife, and O’Ready an old tin pot; of which
23 XXXI | barrels have been placed ready to receive it; secondly,
24 XXXIV | But never mind, we must be ready for it.”~Sleep, even if
25 XXXVI | eight-and-twenty; the other was old O’Ready, the survivor of so many
26 XXXVIII| at our disposal, we were ready to defend ourselves to the
27 XXXIX | words, and my heart was ready to burst when I felt a tiny
28 XLIV | As soon as the whirl was ready the boatswain began to think
29 XLIV | Dowlas seized his hatchet, ready to despatch the brute the
30 XLVIII | his son, for whom he was ready to venture anything, M.
31 LIV | stood, hatchet in hand, ready to complete the barbarous
32 LV | gleaming, like wild beasts ready to pounce upon their devoted
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