Chapter

 1 V     |       frightful hurricanes. They get the fag-end of the storms
 2 VII   |          is unaccountable.~I can get nothing out of Curtis; he
 3 VIII  |        on the starboard side, to get a breath of air.~This morning
 4 IX    |       the pumps could afterwards get rid of again; but we found
 5 IX    |      entire hold before we could get at the right place. That
 6 X     |    telling him that he wanted to get ahead of the wind, and that
 7 XII   |         good; we shall of course get quit of the ship as quietly
 8 XIII  |        an instant, before we can get near him, he has hurled
 9 XIV   |         burning? and how can you get at your men beyond that
10 XV    |       coming in, and perhaps may get the better of the fire.”~“
11 XV    |          we could do would be to get her afloat, and put her
12 XVIII |        rough, and as Andre could get along tolerably well without
13 XVIII |            that we should hardly get more than half-a-crown a
14 XVIII |          I don’t think you would get a penny for it, Miss Herbey;
15 XX    |    to-day, to make an attempt to get the ship, lightened as she
16 XX    |       said Curtis, “but we shall get across somehow.”~
17 XXI   | boatswain; “besides, we can only get at it at low water, and
18 XXVI  |         The next business was to get Mr. Kear down from the foretop,
19 XXXII |        careful nursing, seems to get weaker every day.~Andre
20 XXXV  |     before it was in my power to get near him. His companion
21 XXXVII|        it may sound, we began to get accustomed to our condition
22 XXXVII|          at all. Let me but just get hold of one fish, and I
23 XXXVII|        the water, and we did not get a single bite. For two days
24 XLI   |        Besides, I must manage to get some bait, for we have been
25 XLVI  |         leaning over, I tried to get some measure of relief by
26 XLVIII|     temperature. I was unable to get any sleep, and, towards
27 LII   |    several efforts, I managed to get on to my feet. I cast one