| [She handed her father a pipe] |
| [The worthy Madame Brigitte Van Tricasse had now her second husband] |
| [“I have just come from Dr. Ox’s”] |
| [“It is in the interests of science”] |
| [“The workmen, whom we have had to choose in Quiquendone, are not very expeditious”] |
| [The young girl took the line] |
| [“Good-bye, Frantz,” said Suzel] |
| [Fiovaranti had been achieving a brilliant success in “Les Huguenots”] |
| [They hustle each other to get out] |
| [It was no longer a waltz] |
| [It required two persons to eat a strawberry] |
| [“To Virgamen! to Virgamen!”] |
| [“A burgomaster’s place is in the front rank”] |
| [The two friends, arm in arm] |
| [The whole army of Quiquendone fell to the earth] |
| [He would raise the trap-door constructed in the floor of his workshop] |
| [The young girl prayed] |
| [“Thou wilt see that I have discovered the secrets of existence”.] |
| [“Father, what is the matter?”] |
| [Then he resumed, in an ironical tone] |
| [From morning till night discontented purchasers besieged the house] |
| [This proud old man remained motionless] |
| [“It is there—there!”] |
| [“See this man,—he is Time”] |
| [He was dead] |
| [“Monsieur, I salute you”] |
| [“Monsieur!” cried I, in a rage] |
| [“He continued his observations for seven or eight hours with General Morlot”] |
| [“The balloon became less and less inflated”] |
| [“Zambecarri fell, and was killed!”] |
| [The madman disappeared in space] |
| [“Monsieur the curè,” said he, “stop a moment, if you please”] |
| [André Vasling, the mate, apprised Jean Cornbutte of the dreadful event] |
| [A soft voice said in his ear, “Have good courage, uncle”] |
| [André Vasling showed himself more attentive than ever] |
| [On the 12th September the sea consisted of one solid plain] |
| [They found themselves in a most perilous position, for an icequake had occurred] |
| [Map in hand, he clearly explained their situation] |
| [The caravan set out] |
| [“Thirty-two degrees below zero!”] |
| [Despair and determination were struggling in his rough features for the mastery] |
| [It was Louis Cornbutte] |
| [Penellan advanced towards the Norwegians] |
| [Marie begged Vasling on her knees to produce the lemons, but he did not reply] |
| [Marie rose with cries of despair, and hurried to the bed of old Jean Cornbutte] |
| [The bear, having descended from the mast, had fallen on the two men] |
| [The old curè received Louis Cornbutte and Marie] |
| [View of Mont Blanc from the Brevent] |
| [View of Bossons glacier, near the Grands-Mulets] |
| [Passage of the Bossons Glacier] |
| [Crevasse and bridge] |
| [View of the “Seracs”] |
| [View of “Seracs”] |
| [Passage of the “Junction”] |
| [Hut at the Grands-Mulets] |
| [View of Mont Blanc from Grands-Mulets] |
| [Crossing the plateau] |
| [Summit of Mont Blanc] |
| [Grands-Mulets:—Party descending from the hut] |