Chapter

 1  2,1|        exile. ~Endowed with an iron frame and a stout heart,
 2  3,3| Tol-Hek!" ~The Tol-Hek was the iron gate leading to the harbor
 3  4,1|      hands and was shaking the iron bars of the window in the
 4  4,2|        was struck down with an iron bar which broke his skull.
 5  5,2|     his twenty-eight years, an iron constitution and keen perceptions,
 6  9,2|     narrow window, barred with iron, which looked on the Buytenhof;
 7 19,2|       out his head through the iron bars of his window, at the
 8 20,2|     unconsciously, so near the iron grating, that Cornelius
 9 21,1|   black, its air chilling, the iron bars seemed to exclude every
10 21,1|        was playing about those iron bars; pigeons were hovering
11 22,2|      as smooth and straight as iron lance-heads; the whole of
12 24,1|      the sun enter through the iron grating of the prison, when
13 24,1| distress, Cornelius seized the iron bars of the grating, and