Chapter

 1 XXVIII |  distant when we must want for food.~
 2 XXXI   |        It is arranged that the food shall be distributed under
 3 XXXIII |        the waves. Our casks of food and water were secured to
 4 XXXIV  |  provisions makes us hope that food, at least, will not fail
 5 XXXVI  |       yet been touched. But of food we have next to nothing.
 6 XXXVI  |    Owen, “leave their share of food to others.”~At the regular
 7 XXXVII |      by turns.~But the want of food was beginning to tell upon
 8 XXXVII |       fast approaching when of food and drink there will be
 9 XXXVII |      sea had furnished us with food once, and, difficult as
10 XXXVIII|        after every fragment of food that the wind carried into
11 XXXIX  | eagerly devoured the morsel of food.~So this evening at least,
12 XL     | revolted against the loathsome food, and were seized either
13 XL     |        by some secret store of food, I have been unable to discover.~
14 XLI    |        Most of us devoured the food raw, almost I might say,
15 XLI    |      the poor man devoured his food like a famished wolf, and
16 XLV    |    parched and swollen that if food had been at hand I question
17 XLVI   |    hopeful, whilst for getting food there appeared no chance;
18 XLVI   |       up the last scrap of the food for which we had fought
19 XLVII  |        day to come.~The bit of food that I had thus stolen was
20 XLVII  |       and snatching the odious food from their clutches. I represented
21 XLVII  |     him that if they liked the food they had a right to it.
22 LIV    |      about scanning the ocean. Food was in store for them to-morrow,