Part,  Chapter

 1 1,3|    deep, swam like a fish, and got through capitally. All three
 2 1,5|    fallen out of my pocket and got lost! Surely, Herbert, you
 3 1,5|        farther." ~The reporter got up, and guided by the boy
 4 1,8|       the most energetic will, got up. But he was obliged to
 5 1,2|     What a pity that I haven't got a cold!" ~The settlers then
 6 1,2|        just the one we haven't got this evening!" ~They could
 7 1,6|     what I propose? Haven't we got pickaxes and spades? Won'
 8 1,8|     the guns which we have not got. ~"Oh, captain," replied
 9 1,8|       passage. You see Top has got before us!" ~"Very well,"
10 1,0|       a hole in his pocket had got into the lining of his waistcoat. ~
11 2,1|       our fault that the beast got away; as I tell you, we
12 2,6|        But how were they to be got at? ~Herbert then thought
13 2,6|      we make of him, now we've got him?" ~"A servant!" replied
14 2,8|        that the cotton, having got rid of the varnish, resumed
15 2,0|         When Pencroft had once got a plan in his head, he had
16 2,4| remained securely fastened. He got up by himself and did not
17 2,5|    more suitably, after having got rid of the rag which covered
18 2,0|       friends, how that bullet got into the body of the young
19 3,3|      risk the brig, if the sea got up ever so little! And what
20 3,6|    Gideon Spilett, and Herbert got on board and looked about