Chapter

 1 I    |      Ardan, clasping Nicholl’s hand. “But, by the bye, you have
 2 I    |        with his chronometer in hand, his eye fixed on the needle,
 3 I    |       moment. One clasp of the hand, my friends.”~“Yes,” exclaimed
 4 II   |    swallow.” Then, passing his hand several times across his
 5 II   |        of mind, seized Ardan’s hand and looked around him.~“
 6 III  |   Ardan, clasping his friend’s hand.~Barbicane now began to
 7 III  |     rearranged, he plunged his hand rapidly into certain mysterious
 8 VII  |      on fire and a threatening hand. “It was you who drew us
 9 VIII |      let a glass slip from his hand, the glass, instead of falling,
10 XII  |     east should be to the left hand, and the west to the right.
11 XII  |   cavities had been dug by the hand of man.~“For what purpose?”
12 XIII |        Not a work betrayed the hand of man; not a ruin marked
13 XIII |        might be touched by the hand! It seemed impossible that,
14 XIV  |  Barbicane gravely grasped the hand of his amiable companion,
15 XIV  |        new star created by the hand of man. From a natural cause,
16 XIV  |         draw it in.”~“With the hand?” asked Barbicane.~“With
17 XIV  |     asked Barbicane.~“With the hand,” replied Michel.~“Well,
18 XIV  |   answered Barbicane, “for the hand that you draw in again will
19 XV   |   Perhaps, again, on the other hand, it might be nearing it
20 XVII |      launched by the Creator’s hand, and crushed against the
21 XVIII|  Barbicane, smiling. “And what hand would be powerful enough
22 XVIII|    such a shock as that?”~“The hand is not necessary,” answered
23 XIX  | holding his chronometer in his hand.~At that moment weight had
24 XXII |    heap. Forgetting on the one hand that his right arm had been