Book,  Chapter

 1        I,  II   |    no one was more ready to confess it than himself, that his
 2        I,  X    |    fathoms. Five fathoms! I confess I am puzzled.”~For the next
 3        I,  XII  |  lieutenant; adding, “and I confess I am almost in despair whether
 4        I,  XV   |  remonstrated the count.~“I confess,” said the lieutenant, “
 5        I,  XVIII|  you see has been done.”~“I confess,” said Lieutenant Procope, “
 6        I,  XXII |   smiled good-humoredly.~“I confess you seem to have the best
 7       II,  VII  |   himself: he was forced to confess that his memory had failed
 8       II,  XVI  | answered the lieutenant, “I confess that I fear the violence
 9       II,  XVI  | conclusion, lieutenant?”~“I confess I see no other alternative,”
10       II,  XVI  |     am to acknowledge it, I confess that I feel our sole hope