Chapter

 1 IV     |        about to say a few kind words of sympathy when Andre himself
 2 IV     |     plumage, and to borrow the words of the physiognomist Gratiolet, “
 3 VIII   |     could put my thoughts into words, said,—~“Yes! there is fire
 4 IX     | conferences, Owen’s mysterious words, the constant scourings
 5 X      |    fire. In another moment the words “picrate of potash” brought
 6 XI     |      an instant I regretted my words. Most earnestly I wished
 7 XI     |   ravings, whilst I, in as few words as I could, made M. Letourneur
 8 XII    |        to say.” And with these words he left me.~The other passengers,
 9 XIV    |    lost and gone, but his last words were productive of serious
10 XVI    |      relied on. As for Curtis, words can scarcely be found to
11 XVIII  |      something touching in the words of the orphaned, friendless
12 XXVII  |   masts.~Miss Herbey heard his words, and pointing towards Mrs.
13 XXVIII |       But horrible as were his words, the conviction was forced
14 XXXI   |     After delivering these few words with an emotion that evidenced
15 XXXVII |       asked me in a few broken words how long I thought he had
16 XXXVII |     What did he insinuate? The words, coming from a man usually
17 XXXVIII|     slightest heed to Curtis’s words.~A regular struggle ensued.
18 XXXIX  |  listened to the poor father’s words, and my heart was ready
19 XL     |       he died, in a few broken words he thanked Miss Herbey and
20 XLIII  |         A couple of hours! The words sounded to our ears like
21 L      | hardships we have all endured. Words cannot describe the melancholy
22 L      |         We do not exchange ten words in the course of the day,
23 LI     |      agonies of our thirst. No words of mine can describe this
24 LI     |        caught a few incoherent words.~“Fields, fields, gardens
25 LI     |     shout of “Land! land!”~The words acted upon me like an electric
26 LII    |        fallacies that Curtis’s words had suggested to my mind.~
27 LIII   |  ventured to put the idea into words. However, it was done now;
28 LV     |     who ought to die!”~But the words of the unhappy youth had
29 LVI    |   Fresh water!” were the first words I uttered.~“Fresh water?”
30 LVI    |      to an end. As soon as the words “Fresh water” had escaped