Book,  Chapter

 1        I,  I    |  officers cordially wrung their friend’s hand and retired to the
 2        I,  X    |      himself and to the liberal friend who had given him his education.
 3        I,  XVI  |         shoulder, and said, “My friend, do you not remember the
 4        I,  XVII |        upon my new chart.”~“Our friend,” said Servadac, “seems
 5        I,  XXII |    philosophers.”~“Ay, true, my friend,” rejoined the count; “we
 6        I,  XXIII|      captain, “from our unknown friend. Let us hope that this time
 7       II,  I    |       comet that our scientific friend here has given the name
 8       II,  III  |     present to you my excellent friend, the Count Timascheff,”
 9       II,  VIII |   professor really think?”~“Our friend the professor,” said Servadac, “
10       II,  XI   | accurately calculated? What our friend the professor has done here,
11       II,  XII  |         earnestly. “Courage, my friend, courage! Something tells
12       II,  XIX  |         have you been?”~“No, my friend, excuse me,” replied Servadac; “