Chapter

 1 1 |    Mountains rises the crest called the Great Eyrie. Its huge
 2 1 | mount might better have been called a crater, for in the center
 3 2 |    of the federal police had called me to his room. He was awaiting
 4 3 |     one of those bare strips called in that region, slides.
 5 3 |    where I was seated; so he called again, “Come, Mr. Strock;
 6 5 |  Family affairs had suddenly called him away, to be absent some
 7 7 |    were hardly what would be called hiding-places! If the daring
 8 11|    miles.”~“And the place is called?”~“Black Rock Creek.”~Having
 9 12|   Strock!” It was Wells, who called to me softly from close
10 13|    for the one whom they had called Captain. He was not in sight.~
11 14|     and fifty feet. They are called sometimes the Horse-shoe
12 16|    of Philadelphia, commonly called Uncle Prudent. Its secretary
13 16|     members of the club, who called him in mockery Robur the
14 16|  unknown isle of the Pacific called Island X; but since the