Book, Chapter

1    1,  15|  limber-hamed Giton, drained dry, as it were, and to myself,
2    1,  15|   that he had been kept at a dry table and on a skimpy ration
3    2,  76|     pulled us, shivering, to dry land. Giton had ransomed
4    2,  77|    spread out in the hall to dry, we went in. It was very
5    3,  96|    thirstily drained the cup dry and swore that never before
6    6     | arouses unknown delights, to dry the first tears of tenderness,