Chapter

1 I   | profound darkness.~“And now, my dear companions,” said Michel
2 VI  |         even calculated——”~“Oh, dear!” murmured Michel, “the
3 VI  |        wish I was there! Ah! my dear comrades, it will be rather
4 VI  |       are floating in space, my dear captain, and in space bodies
5 VII |       If he was thinking of his dear companions, we must allow
6 XIII|    explanation is ingenious, my dear companion,” replied Barbicane, “
7 XIV |         The “strange” shadow so dear to Victor Hugo’s pen bound