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 1 I    |           cannot be an indifferent matter; and we must, as much as
 2 IV   |           of despair.~“What is the matter?” asked Michel Ardan, much
 3 IV   |            surprised.~“What is the matter! why, if at this moment
 4 VI   |           load voice.~“What is the matter,” asked Nicholl.~“I know,
 5 IX   |           trouble, it being only a matter of bolts and screws; tools
 6 IX   |            Michel.~“What does that matter? Its mass, compared to that
 7 XIII |            of light, that luminous matter which the air holds in suspension,
 8 XIV  |      replied Michel Ardan, “as the matter is settled, let us have
 9 XV   |           by these ardent minds; a matter which drew this reflection
10 XVIII|        necessary to carry volcanic matter to such distances, is inexplicable.”~“
11 XVIII|            the organizing force of matter has been much more violent
12 XVIII| extinguished, and the incandescent matter concentrated itself, the
13 XXI  |         atmosphere.”~“What does it matter!” they exclaimed unanimously; “