Part,  Chapter

 1 1,5|       rubbing two bits of dry stick one against the other." ~"
 2 1,6| approach and kill them with a stick." ~The sailor and the lad,
 3 1,7|  which were soon spitted on a stick, and roasting before a blazing
 4 1,9|    tightened his grasp on his stick, was just going to fell
 5 1,9|   killed by a blow from Neb's stick. ~"Hurrah!" cried Pencroft,
 6 1,2|     few skillful blows from a stick soon put an end to their
 7 1,4|       himself with a straight stick, twelve feet long, which
 8 1,4|       the place with a little stick. ~Then addressing Herbert-"
 9 1,4|    which separates the little stick from the foot of the pole
10 1,4|    which separates the little stick from the bottom of the cliff,
11 1,4|      As the distance from the stick to the pole is to the distance
12 1,4|      to the distance from the stick to the base of the cliff,
13 1,4|      fifteen feet between the stick and the place where the
14 1,4|   second distance between the stick and the bottom of the cliff
15 1,4|       matter much whether the stick six feet high, which was
16 1,4|       cast on the sand by the stick, a way which, for want of
17 1,4|    lengthen. By inclining his stick to the side opposite to
18 1,4|   followed. The shadow of the stick was nothing but the needle
19 1,4| successive diminutions of the stick's shadow. His companions,
20 1,6|  killed it by a blow from his stick. Cyrus Harding examined
21 1,9|    and rummaging in it with a stick, hoping by dint of patience
22 2,8|     to see him walking with a stick which Pencroft had given