Part,  Chapter

 1 1,3|        for which, alas! he had no tobacco, and that was a great privation
 2 1,3|       privation to Pencroft. "But tobacco will come, like everything
 3 1,3|            asked Pencroft. "Is it tobacco?" ~"No," replied Harding, "
 4 2,2|        expect?" ~"Half a pound of tobacco," replied Pencroft seriously, "
 5 2,3|         besides "his halfpound of tobacco," a pair of strong New Jersey
 6 2,3|          Herbert of the sailor. ~"Tobacco!" cried Pencroft, who evidently
 7 2,3|     replied Herbert; "this is not tobacco, it is mustard." ~"Mustard
 8 2,4| everything in this island, except tobacco!" muttered Pencroft with
 9 2,0|       gratitude forever." ~"Is it tobacco?" ~"Yes, and though it may
10 2,0|      quality, it is none the less tobacco!" ~"Oh, good old Pencroft!
11 2,0|      heard repeating excitedly,-~"Tobacco! real tobacco!" ~"Yes, Pencroft,"
12 2,0|        excitedly,-~"Tobacco! real tobacco!" ~"Yes, Pencroft," returned
13 2,0|           Harding, "and very good tobacco too!" ~"O, divine Providence;
14 2,2|          apes, to whom the use of tobacco had become quite familiar. ~
15 2,2|        his room near his store of tobacco. He filled it himself, lighted