Book, Chapter

1    1,  15| stretched out, half dead, upon a cot. Too far gone to utter a
2    5, 139|         hands, she bent over the cot and kissed me, once, twice!
3    5, 140|        the dead goose behind the cot and bathed the trifling
4    5, 141|           While she sat upon the cot and, to my stupefaction,
5    5, 145|       dens, of clay, a pallet or cot of some sort, over which