Chapter

 1  1,1|      bowed before the will of his fellow citizens; Cornelius de Witt,
 2  1,1| compliance with the wishes of his fellow citizens. Only a few days
 3  2,3|           able to write, poor old fellow?" John asked, with a look
 4  4,1|          Van Deken, that the poor fellow will find the gate closed
 5  4,1|           the voice of the honest fellow. ~"Well, say what you have
 6  4,3|        his bloody hands; for this fellow had ripped open Cornelius
 7  4,3|          gun did not go off. ~The fellow then turned his musket round,
 8  5,2|  reflective powers even while his fellow creatures are cannonading
 9  5,2|      perfect unpopularity. To his fellow citizens, the good burghers
10  5,2|          After having thanked his fellow citizens, Cornelius proceeded
11  5,2|      gained the affections of his fellow citizens by completely shunning
12  7,1|         wished to see their great fellow citizen getting into his
13 10,1|          he growled "That's it, a fellow is in a hurry to bring to
14 13,1|          just as he has done this fellow." ~Among all the spectators
15 17,1|      prison. He is a good sort of fellow, fond of his bottle, tells
16 17,2|          a very mean and spiteful fellow to rob a poor prisoner of
17 17,2|        Didn't I tell you, my fine fellow, that I would make your
18 24,2|         rage. "Ah! this dastardly fellow, this monster, this gallows-bird
19 28,1|        not do, Cornelius, my fine fellow, - it is a bad plan. But,
20 29,2|          natural that this worthy fellow should bear you a grudge, -
21 29,2|      himself, - ~"Well, here is a fellow who never misses giving
22 29,2|          it not a shame that this fellow gets off without having