Chapter

 1 II   |  Barbicane?” said he.~“Each in turn,” replied Michel Ardan. “
 2 VI   |  raised a heat great enough to turn it into vapor instantaneously.”~“
 3 VII  |      dance, and howling in her turn, jumped to the top of the
 4 VIII |      is very low; it will only turn by degrees.”~“Then all our
 5 VIII |       drawn by its base, would turn its cone to the earth, and
 6 XII  |        take observations, they turn their backs to the north,
 7 XII  |       terrestrial map. As they turn their backs to the north,
 8 XIV  |       the sun reappears in its turn!”~“Nicely worded!” said
 9 XV   |      become asteroids in their turn, some flaming like a sword,
10 XIX  |  altering its direction, might turn it from the moon instead
11 XIX  |      head, Michel slept in his turn.~But this sleep could be
12 XX   | permission, lieutenant, I will turn in.”~“Do so, sir; do so!”
13 XXII |       plain, deceived at every turn by optical illusions which
14 XXIII|    ever seen? It was now their turn to impose some limit on