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f7_script1_cleanraw_0000	The appearance of the island when I came on deck next morning was altogether changed.
f7_script1_cleanraw_0001	Although the breeze had now utterly ceased, we had made a great deal of way during the night and were now lying becalmed about half a mile to the south-east of the low eastern coast.
f7_script1_cleanraw_0002	Grey-coloured woods covered a large part of the surface.
f7_script1_cleanraw_0003	This even tint was indeed broken up by streaks of yellow sand-break in the lower lands, and by many tall trees of the pine family, out-topping the others—some singly, some in clumps; but the general colouring was uniform and sad.
f7_script1_cleanraw_0004	The hills ran up clear above the vegetation in spires of naked rock.
f7_script1_cleanraw_0005	All were strangely shaped, and the Spyglass, which was by three or four hundred feet the tallest on the island, was likewise the strangest in configuration, running up sheer from almost every side and then suddenly cut off at the top like a pedestal to put a statue on.
f7_script1_cleanraw_0006	The Hispaniola was rolling scuppers under in the ocean swell.
f7_script1_cleanraw_0007	The booms were tearing at the blocks, the rudder was banging to and fro, and the whole ship creaking, groaning, and jumping like a manufactory.
f7_script1_cleanraw_0008	I had to cling tight to the backstay, and the world turned giddily before my eyes, for though I was a good enough sailor when there was way on, this standing still and being rolled about like a bottle was a thing I never learned to stand without a qualm or so, above all in the morning, on an empty stomach.
f7_script1_cleanraw_0009	Perhaps it was this—perhaps it was the look of the island, with its grey, melancholy woods, and wild stone spires, and the surf that we could both see and hear foaming and thundering on the steep beach—at least, although the sun shone bright and hot, and the shore birds were fishing and crying all around us, and you would have thought anyone would have been glad to get to land after being so long at sea, my heart sank, as the saying is, into my boots; and from the first look onward, I hated the very thought of Treasure Island.
f7_script1_cleanraw_0010	We had a dreary morning's work before us, for there was no sign of any wind, and the boats had to be got out and manned, and the ship warped three or four miles round the corner of the island and up the narrow passage to the haven behind Skeleton Island.
f7_script1_cleanraw_0011	I volunteered for one of the boats, where I had, of course, no business.
f7_script1_cleanraw_0012	The heat was sweltering, and the men grumbled fiercely over their work.
f7_script1_cleanraw_0013	Anderson was in command of my boat, and instead of keeping the crew in order, he grumbled as loud as the worst.
f7_script1_cleanraw_0014	"Well," he said with an oath, "it's not forever."
f7_script1_cleanraw_0015	I thought this was a very bad sign, for up to that day the men had gone briskly and willingly about their business; but the very sight of the island had relaxed the cords of discipline.
m10_script3_ipad_office2_0000	Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, “and what is the use of a book,” thought Alice, “without pictures or conversation?” So she was considering, in her own mind, whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her.
m10_script3_ipad_office2_0001	There was nothing so very remarkable in that; nor did Alice think it so very much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself “Oh dear!
m10_script3_ipad_office2_0003	I shall be too late!”; but when the Rabbit actually took a watch out of its waistcoat-pocket, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch to take out of it, and, burning with curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under the hedge.
m10_script3_ipad_office2_0004	In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how in the world she was to get out again.
m10_script3_ipad_office2_0005	The rabbit-hole went straight on like a tunnel for some way, and then dipped suddenly down, so suddenly that Alice had not a moment to think about stopping herself before she found herself falling down what seemed to be a very deep well.
m10_script3_ipad_office2_0006	Either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly, for she had plenty of time as she went down to look about her, and to wonder what was going to happen next.
m10_script3_ipad_office2_0007	First, she tried to look down and make out what she was coming to, but it was too dark to see anything: then she looked at the sides of the well, and noticed that they were filled with cupboards and bookshelves: here and there she saw maps and pictures hung upon pegs.
m10_script3_ipad_office2_0008	She took down a jar from one of the shelves as she passed: it was labelled “ORANGE MARMALADE,” but to her great disappointment it was empty: she did not like to drop the jar, for fear of killing somebody underneath, so managed to put it into one of the cupboards as she fell past it.
m10_script3_ipad_office2_0009	“Well!” thought Alice to herself.
m10_script3_ipad_office2_0010	“After such a fall as this, I shall think nothing of tumbling down-stairs!
m10_script3_ipad_office2_0011	How brave they’ll all think me at home!
m10_script3_ipad_office2_0012	Why, I wouldn’t say anything about it, even if I fell off the top of the house!” Down, down, down.
m10_script3_ipad_office2_0013	Would the fall never come to an end?
m10_script3_ipad_office2_0014	“I wonder how many miles I’ve fallen by this time?” she said aloud.
m10_script3_ipad_office2_0015	“I must be getting somewhere near the centre of the earth.
m10_script3_ipad_office2_0016	Let me see: that would be four thousand miles down, I think—yes, that’s about the right distance—but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I’ve got to?”
m9_script4_ipadflat_office1_0000	We stopped under the willows by Kempton Park, and lunched.
m9_script4_ipadflat_office1_0001	It is a pretty little spot there: a pleasant grass plateau, running along by the water's edge, and overhung by willows.
m9_script4_ipadflat_office1_0002	We had just commenced the third course - the bread and jam - when a gentleman in shirt-sleeves and a short pipe came along, and wanted to know if we knew that we were trespassing.
m9_script4_ipadflat_office1_0003	We said we hadn't given the matter sufficient consideration as yet to enable us to arrive at a definite conclusion on that point, but that, if he assured us on his word as a gentleman that we WERE trespassing, we would, without further hesitation, believe it.
m9_script4_ipadflat_office1_0004	He gave us the required assurance, and we thanked him, but he still hung about, and seemed to be dissatisfied, so we asked him if there was anything further that we could do for him; and Harris, who is of a chummy disposition, offered him a bit of bread and jam.
m9_script4_ipadflat_office1_0005	I fancy he must have belonged to some society sworn to abstain from bread and jam; for he declined it quite gruffly, as if he were vexed at being tempted with it, and he added that it was his duty to turn us off.
m9_script4_ipadflat_office1_0006	Harris said that if it was a duty it ought to be done, and asked the man what was his idea with regard to the best means for accomplishing it.
m9_script4_ipadflat_office1_0007	Harris is what you would call a well-made man of about number one size, and looks hard and bony, and the man measured him up and down, and said he would go and consult his master, and then come back and chuck us both into the river.
m9_script4_ipadflat_office1_0008	Of course, we never saw him any more, and, of course, all he really wanted was a shilling.
m9_script4_ipadflat_office1_0009	There are a certain number of riverside roughs who make quite an income, during the summer, by slouching about the banks and blackmailing weakminded noodles in this way.
m9_script4_ipadflat_office1_0010	They represent themselves as sent by the proprietor.
m9_script4_ipadflat_office1_0011	The proper course to pursue is to offer your name and address, and leave the owner, if he really has anything to do with the matter, to summon you, and prove what damage you have done to his land by sitting down on a bit of it.
m9_script4_ipadflat_office1_0012	But the majority of people are so intensely lazy and timid, that they prefer to encourage the imposition by giving in to it rather than put an end to it by the exertion of a little firmness.
m1_script3_ipad_confroom1_0000	Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, “and what is the use of a book,” thought Alice, “without pictures or conversation?” So she was considering, in her own mind, whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her.
m1_script3_ipad_confroom1_0001	There was nothing so very remarkable in that; nor did Alice think it so very much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself “Oh dear!
m1_script3_ipad_confroom1_0003	I shall be too late!”; but when the Rabbit actually took a watch out of its waistcoat-pocket, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch to take out of it, and, burning with curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under the hedge.
m1_script3_ipad_confroom1_0004	In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how in the world she was to get out again.
m1_script3_ipad_confroom1_0005	The rabbit-hole went straight on like a tunnel for some way, and then dipped suddenly down, so suddenly that Alice had not a moment to think about stopping herself before she found herself falling down what seemed to be a very deep well.
m1_script3_ipad_confroom1_0006	Either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly, for she had plenty of time as she went down to look about her, and to wonder what was going to happen next.
m1_script3_ipad_confroom1_0007	First, she tried to look down and make out what she was coming to, but it was too dark to see anything: then she looked at the sides of the well, and noticed that they were filled with cupboards and bookshelves: here and there she saw maps and pictures hung upon pegs.
m1_script3_ipad_confroom1_0008	She took down a jar from one of the shelves as she passed: it was labelled “ORANGE MARMALADE,” but to her great disappointment it was empty: she did not like to drop the jar, for fear of killing somebody underneath, so managed to put it into one of the cupboards as she fell past it.
m1_script3_ipad_confroom1_0009	“Well!” thought Alice to herself.
m1_script3_ipad_confroom1_0010	“After such a fall as this, I shall think nothing of tumbling down-stairs!
m1_script3_ipad_confroom1_0011	How brave they’ll all think me at home!
m1_script3_ipad_confroom1_0012	Why, I wouldn’t say anything about it, even if I fell off the top of the house!” Down, down, down.
m1_script3_ipad_confroom1_0014	“I wonder how many miles I’ve fallen by this time?” she said aloud.
m1_script3_ipad_confroom1_0015	“I must be getting somewhere near the centre of the earth.
m1_script3_ipad_confroom1_0016	Let me see: that would be four thousand miles down, I think—yes, that’s about the right distance—but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I’ve got to?”
m2_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0000	Buck did not read the newspapers, or he would have known that trouble was brewing, not alone for himself, but for every tide- water dog, strong of muscle and with warm, long hair, from Puget Sound to San Diego.
m2_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0001	Because men, groping in the Arctic darkness, had found a yellow metal, and because steamship and transportation companies were booming the find, thousands of men were rushing into the Northland.
m2_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0002	These men wanted dogs, and the dogs they wanted were heavy dogs, with strong muscles by which to toil, and furry coats to protect them from the frost.
m2_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0003	Buck lived at a big house in the sun-kissed Santa Clara Valley.
m2_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0004	Judge Miller's place, it was called.
m2_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0005	It stood back from the road, half hidden among the trees, through which glimpses could be caught of the wide cool veranda that ran around its four sides.
m2_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0006	The house was approached by gravelled driveways which wound about through wide-spreading lawns and under the interlacing boughs of tall poplars.
m2_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0007	At the rear things were on even a more spacious scale than at the front.
m2_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0008	There were great stables, where a dozen grooms and boys held forth, rows of vine-clad servants' cottages, an endless and orderly array of outhouses, long grape arbors, green pastures, orchards, and berry patches.
m2_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0009	Then there was the pumping plant for the artesian well, and the big cement tank where Judge Miller's boys took their morning plunge and kept cool in the hot afternoon.
m2_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0010	And over this great demesne Buck ruled.
m2_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0011	Here he was born, and here he had lived the four years of his life.
m2_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0012	It was true, there were other dogs, There could not but be other dogs on so vast a place, but they did not count.
m2_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0013	They came and went, resided in the populous kennels, or lived obscurely in the recesses of the house after the fashion of Toots, the Japanese pug, or Ysabel, the Mexican hairless,—strange creatures that rarely put nose out of doors or set foot to ground.
m2_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0014	On the other hand, there were the fox terriers, a score of them at least, who yelped fearful promises at Toots and Ysabel looking out of the windows at them and protected by a legion of housemaids armed with brooms and mops.
m2_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0015	But Buck was neither house-dog nor kennel-dog.
m2_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0017	He plunged into the swimming tank or went hunting with the Judge's sons; he escorted Mollie and Alice, the Judge's daughters, on long twilight or early morning rambles; on wintry nights he lay at the Judge's feet before the roaring library fire; he carried the Judge's grandsons on his back, or rolled them in the grass, and guarded their footsteps through wild adventures down to the fountain in the stable yard, and even beyond, where the paddocks were, and the berry patches.
m2_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0018	Among the terriers he stalked imperiously, and Toots and Ysabel he utterly ignored, for he was king,—king over all creeping, crawling, flying things of Judge Miller's place, humans included.
f8_script4_cleanraw_0000	We stopped under the willows by Kempton Park, and lunched.
f8_script4_cleanraw_0001	It is a pretty little spot there: a pleasant grass plateau, running along by the water's edge, and overhung by willows.
f8_script4_cleanraw_0002	We had just commenced the third course - the bread and jam - when a gentleman in shirt-sleeves and a short pipe came along, and wanted to know if we knew that we were trespassing.
f8_script4_cleanraw_0003	We said we hadn't given the matter sufficient consideration as yet to enable us to arrive at a definite conclusion on that point, but that, if he assured us on his word as a gentleman that we WERE trespassing, we would, without further hesitation, believe it.
f8_script4_cleanraw_0004	He gave us the required assurance, and we thanked him, but he still hung about, and seemed to be dissatisfied, so we asked him if there was anything further that we could do for him; and Harris, who is of a chummy disposition, offered him a bit of bread and jam.
f8_script4_cleanraw_0005	I fancy he must have belonged to some society sworn to abstain from bread and jam; for he declined it quite gruffly, as if he were vexed at being tempted with it, and he added that it was his duty to turn us off.
f8_script4_cleanraw_0006	Harris said that if it was a duty it ought to be done, and asked the man what was his idea with regard to the best means for accomplishing it.
f8_script4_cleanraw_0007	Harris is what you would call a well-made man of about number one size, and looks hard and bony, and the man measured him up and down, and said he would go and consult his master, and then come back and chuck us both into the river.
f8_script4_cleanraw_0008	Of course, we never saw him any more, and, of course, all he really wanted was a shilling.
f8_script4_cleanraw_0009	There are a certain number of riverside roughs who make quite an income, during the summer, by slouching about the banks and blackmailing weakminded noodles in this way.
f8_script4_cleanraw_0010	They represent themselves as sent by the proprietor.
f8_script4_cleanraw_0011	The proper course to pursue is to offer your name and address, and leave the owner, if he really has anything to do with the matter, to summon you, and prove what damage you have done to his land by sitting down on a bit of it.
f8_script4_cleanraw_0012	But the majority of people are so intensely lazy and timid, that they prefer to encourage the imposition by giving in to it rather than put an end to it by the exertion of a little firmness.
m2_script5_ipadflat_office1_0000	Captain Nemo stood up.
m2_script5_ipadflat_office1_0002	Contrived at the rear of the dining room, a double door opened, and I entered a room whose dimensions equaled the one I had just left.
m2_script5_ipadflat_office1_0004	Tall, black–rosewood bookcases, inlaid with copperwork, held on their wide shelves a large number of uniformly bound books.
m2_script5_ipadflat_office1_0005	These furnishings followed the contours of the room, their lower parts leading to huge couches upholstered in maroon leather and curved for maximum comfort.
m2_script5_ipadflat_office1_0006	Light, movable reading stands, which could be pushed away or pulled near as desired, allowed books to be positioned on them for easy study.
m2_script5_ipadflat_office1_0007	In the center stood a huge table covered with pamphlets, among which some newspapers, long out of date, were visible.
m2_script5_ipadflat_office1_0008	Electric light flooded this whole harmonious totality, falling from four frosted half globes set in the scrollwork of the ceiling.
m2_script5_ipadflat_office1_0009	I stared in genuine wonderment at this room so ingeniously laid out, and I couldn't believe my eyes.
m2_script5_ipadflat_office1_0010	"Captain Nemo," I told my host, who had just stretched out on a couch, "this is a library that would do credit to more than one continental palace, and I truly marvel to think it can go with you into the deepest seas."
m2_script5_ipadflat_office1_0011	"Where could one find greater silence or solitude, professor?"
m2_script5_ipadflat_office1_0013	"Did your study at the museum afford you such a perfect retreat?"
m2_script5_ipadflat_office1_0014	"No, sir, and I might add that it's quite a humble one next to yours.
m2_script5_ipadflat_office1_0015	You own 6,000 or 7,000 volumes here … " "12,000, Professor Aronnax.
m2_script5_ipadflat_office1_0016	They're my sole remaining ties with dry land.
m2_script5_ipadflat_office1_0017	But I was done with the shore the day my Nautilus submerged for the first time under the waters.
m2_script5_ipadflat_office1_0018	That day I purchased my last volumes, my last pamphlets, my last newspapers, and ever since I've chosen to believe that humanity no longer thinks or writes.
m2_script5_ipadflat_office1_0019	In any event, professor, these books are at your disposal, and you may use them freely."
m2_script5_ipadflat_office1_0020	I thanked Captain Nemo and approached the shelves of this library.
m2_script5_ipadflat_office1_0021	Written in every language, books on science, ethics, and literature were there in abundance, but I didn't see a single work on economics—they seemed to be strictly banned on board.
m2_script5_ipadflat_office1_0022	One odd detail: all these books were shelved indiscriminately without regard to the language in which they were written, and this jumble proved that the Nautilus's captain could read fluently whatever volumes he chanced to pick up.
f6_script3_ipad_bedroom1_0000	Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, “and what is the use of a book,” thought Alice, “without pictures or conversation?” So she was considering, in her own mind, whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her.
f6_script3_ipad_bedroom1_0001	There was nothing so very remarkable in that; nor did Alice think it so very much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself “Oh dear!
f6_script3_ipad_bedroom1_0003	I shall be too late!”; but when the Rabbit actually took a watch out of its waistcoat-pocket, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch to take out of it, and, burning with curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under the hedge.
f6_script3_ipad_bedroom1_0004	In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how in the world she was to get out again.
f6_script3_ipad_bedroom1_0005	The rabbit-hole went straight on like a tunnel for some way, and then dipped suddenly down, so suddenly that Alice had not a moment to think about stopping herself before she found herself falling down what seemed to be a very deep well.
f6_script3_ipad_bedroom1_0006	Either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly, for she had plenty of time as she went down to look about her, and to wonder what was going to happen next.
f6_script3_ipad_bedroom1_0007	First, she tried to look down and make out what she was coming to, but it was too dark to see anything: then she looked at the sides of the well, and noticed that they were filled with cupboards and bookshelves: here and there she saw maps and pictures hung upon pegs.
f6_script3_ipad_bedroom1_0008	She took down a jar from one of the shelves as she passed: it was labelled “ORANGE MARMALADE,” but to her great disappointment it was empty: she did not like to drop the jar, for fear of killing somebody underneath, so managed to put it into one of the cupboards as she fell past it.
f6_script3_ipad_bedroom1_0009	“Well!” thought Alice to herself.
f6_script3_ipad_bedroom1_0010	“After such a fall as this, I shall think nothing of tumbling down-stairs!
f6_script3_ipad_bedroom1_0011	How brave they’ll all think me at home!
f6_script3_ipad_bedroom1_0012	Why, I wouldn’t say anything about it, even if I fell off the top of the house!” Down, down, down.
f6_script3_ipad_bedroom1_0013	Would the fall never come to an end?
f6_script3_ipad_bedroom1_0014	“I wonder how many miles I’ve fallen by this time?” she said aloud.
f6_script3_ipad_bedroom1_0015	“I must be getting somewhere near the centre of the earth.
f6_script3_ipad_bedroom1_0016	Let me see: that would be four thousand miles down, I think—yes, that’s about the right distance—but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I’ve got to?”
f4_script1_ipadflat_office1_0000	The appearance of the island when I came on deck next morning was altogether changed.
f4_script1_ipadflat_office1_0001	Although the breeze had now utterly ceased, we had made a great deal of way during the night and were now lying becalmed about half a mile to the south-east of the low eastern coast.
f4_script1_ipadflat_office1_0002	Grey-coloured woods covered a large part of the surface.
f4_script1_ipadflat_office1_0003	This even tint was indeed broken up by streaks of yellow sand-break in the lower lands, and by many tall trees of the pine family, out-topping the others—some singly, some in clumps; but the general colouring was uniform and sad.
f4_script1_ipadflat_office1_0004	The hills ran up clear above the vegetation in spires of naked rock.
f4_script1_ipadflat_office1_0005	All were strangely shaped, and the Spyglass, which was by three or four hundred feet the tallest on the island, was likewise the strangest in configuration, running up sheer from almost every side and then suddenly cut off at the top like a pedestal to put a statue on.
f4_script1_ipadflat_office1_0006	The Hispaniola was rolling scuppers under in the ocean swell.
f4_script1_ipadflat_office1_0007	The booms were tearing at the blocks, the rudder was banging to and fro, and the whole ship creaking, groaning, and jumping like a manufactory.
f4_script1_ipadflat_office1_0008	I had to cling tight to the backstay, and the world turned giddily before my eyes, for though I was a good enough sailor when there was way on, this standing still and being rolled about like a bottle was a thing I never learned to stand without a qualm or so, above all in the morning, on an empty stomach.
f4_script1_ipadflat_office1_0009	Perhaps it was this—perhaps it was the look of the island, with its grey, melancholy woods, and wild stone spires, and the surf that we could both see and hear foaming and thundering on the steep beach—at least, although the sun shone bright and hot, and the shore birds were fishing and crying all around us, and you would have thought anyone would have been glad to get to land after being so long at sea, my heart sank, as the saying is, into my boots; and from the first look onward, I hated the very thought of Treasure Island.
f4_script1_ipadflat_office1_0010	We had a dreary morning's work before us, for there was no sign of any wind, and the boats had to be got out and manned, and the ship warped three or four miles round the corner of the island and up the narrow passage to the haven behind Skeleton Island.
f4_script1_ipadflat_office1_0011	I volunteered for one of the boats, where I had, of course, no business.
f4_script1_ipadflat_office1_0012	The heat was sweltering, and the men grumbled fiercely over their work.
f4_script1_ipadflat_office1_0013	Anderson was in command of my boat, and instead of keeping the crew in order, he grumbled as loud as the worst.
f4_script1_ipadflat_office1_0014	"Well," he said with an oath, "it's not forever."
f4_script1_ipadflat_office1_0015	I thought this was a very bad sign, for up to that day the men had gone briskly and willingly about their business; but the very sight of the island had relaxed the cords of discipline.
f2_script2_ipadflat_office1_0000	Buck did not read the newspapers, or he would have known that trouble was brewing, not alone for himself, but for every tide- water dog, strong of muscle and with warm, long hair, from Puget Sound to San Diego.
f2_script2_ipadflat_office1_0001	Because men, groping in the Arctic darkness, had found a yellow metal, and because steamship and transportation companies were booming the find, thousands of men were rushing into the Northland.
f2_script2_ipadflat_office1_0002	These men wanted dogs, and the dogs they wanted were heavy dogs, with strong muscles by which to toil, and furry coats to protect them from the frost.
f2_script2_ipadflat_office1_0003	Buck lived at a big house in the sun-kissed Santa Clara Valley.
f2_script2_ipadflat_office1_0004	Judge Miller's place, it was called.
f2_script2_ipadflat_office1_0005	It stood back from the road, half hidden among the trees, through which glimpses could be caught of the wide cool veranda that ran around its four sides.
f2_script2_ipadflat_office1_0006	The house was approached by gravelled driveways which wound about through wide-spreading lawns and under the interlacing boughs of tall poplars.
f2_script2_ipadflat_office1_0007	At the rear things were on even a more spacious scale than at the front.
f2_script2_ipadflat_office1_0008	There were great stables, where a dozen grooms and boys held forth, rows of vine-clad servants' cottages, an endless and orderly array of outhouses, long grape arbors, green pastures, orchards, and berry patches.
f2_script2_ipadflat_office1_0009	Then there was the pumping plant for the artesian well, and the big cement tank where Judge Miller's boys took their morning plunge and kept cool in the hot afternoon.
f2_script2_ipadflat_office1_0010	And over this great demesne Buck ruled.
f2_script2_ipadflat_office1_0011	Here he was born, and here he had lived the four years of his life.
f2_script2_ipadflat_office1_0012	It was true, there were other dogs, There could not but be other dogs on so vast a place, but they did not count.
f2_script2_ipadflat_office1_0013	They came and went, resided in the populous kennels, or lived obscurely in the recesses of the house after the fashion of Toots, the Japanese pug, or Ysabel, the Mexican hairless,—strange creatures that rarely put nose out of doors or set foot to ground.
f2_script2_ipadflat_office1_0014	On the other hand, there were the fox terriers, a score of them at least, who yelped fearful promises at Toots and Ysabel looking out of the windows at them and protected by a legion of housemaids armed with brooms and mops.
f2_script2_ipadflat_office1_0015	But Buck was neither house-dog nor kennel-dog.
f2_script2_ipadflat_office1_0017	He plunged into the swimming tank or went hunting with the Judge's sons; he escorted Mollie and Alice, the Judge's daughters, on long twilight or early morning rambles; on wintry nights he lay at the Judge's feet before the roaring library fire; he carried the Judge's grandsons on his back, or rolled them in the grass, and guarded their footsteps through wild adventures down to the fountain in the stable yard, and even beyond, where the paddocks were, and the berry patches.
f2_script2_ipadflat_office1_0018	Among the terriers he stalked imperiously, and Toots and Ysabel he utterly ignored, for he was king,—king over all creeping, crawling, flying things of Judge Miller's place, humans included.
f2_script2_ipad_office1_0000	Buck did not read the newspapers, or he would have known that trouble was brewing, not alone for himself, but for every tide- water dog, strong of muscle and with warm, long hair, from Puget Sound to San Diego.
f2_script2_ipad_office1_0001	Because men, groping in the Arctic darkness, had found a yellow metal, and because steamship and transportation companies were booming the find, thousands of men were rushing into the Northland.
f2_script2_ipad_office1_0002	These men wanted dogs, and the dogs they wanted were heavy dogs, with strong muscles by which to toil, and furry coats to protect them from the frost.
f2_script2_ipad_office1_0003	Buck lived at a big house in the sun-kissed Santa Clara Valley.
f2_script2_ipad_office1_0004	Judge Miller's place, it was called.
f2_script2_ipad_office1_0005	It stood back from the road, half hidden among the trees, through which glimpses could be caught of the wide cool veranda that ran around its four sides.
f2_script2_ipad_office1_0006	The house was approached by gravelled driveways which wound about through wide-spreading lawns and under the interlacing boughs of tall poplars.
f2_script2_ipad_office1_0007	At the rear things were on even a more spacious scale than at the front.
f2_script2_ipad_office1_0008	There were great stables, where a dozen grooms and boys held forth, rows of vine-clad servants' cottages, an endless and orderly array of outhouses, long grape arbors, green pastures, orchards, and berry patches.
f2_script2_ipad_office1_0009	Then there was the pumping plant for the artesian well, and the big cement tank where Judge Miller's boys took their morning plunge and kept cool in the hot afternoon.
f2_script2_ipad_office1_0010	And over this great demesne Buck ruled.
f2_script2_ipad_office1_0011	Here he was born, and here he had lived the four years of his life.
f2_script2_ipad_office1_0012	It was true, there were other dogs, There could not but be other dogs on so vast a place, but they did not count.
f2_script2_ipad_office1_0013	They came and went, resided in the populous kennels, or lived obscurely in the recesses of the house after the fashion of Toots, the Japanese pug, or Ysabel, the Mexican hairless,—strange creatures that rarely put nose out of doors or set foot to ground.
f2_script2_ipad_office1_0014	On the other hand, there were the fox terriers, a score of them at least, who yelped fearful promises at Toots and Ysabel looking out of the windows at them and protected by a legion of housemaids armed with brooms and mops.
f2_script2_ipad_office1_0015	But Buck was neither house-dog nor kennel-dog.
f2_script2_ipad_office1_0017	He plunged into the swimming tank or went hunting with the Judge's sons; he escorted Mollie and Alice, the Judge's daughters, on long twilight or early morning rambles; on wintry nights he lay at the Judge's feet before the roaring library fire; he carried the Judge's grandsons on his back, or rolled them in the grass, and guarded their footsteps through wild adventures down to the fountain in the stable yard, and even beyond, where the paddocks were, and the berry patches.
f2_script2_ipad_office1_0018	Among the terriers he stalked imperiously, and Toots and Ysabel he utterly ignored, for he was king,—king over all creeping, crawling, flying things of Judge Miller's place, humans included.
m3_script3_ipad_bedroom1_0000	Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, “and what is the use of a book,” thought Alice, “without pictures or conversation?” So she was considering, in her own mind, whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her.
m3_script3_ipad_bedroom1_0001	There was nothing so very remarkable in that; nor did Alice think it so very much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself “Oh dear!
m3_script3_ipad_bedroom1_0003	I shall be too late!”; but when the Rabbit actually took a watch out of its waistcoat-pocket, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch to take out of it, and, burning with curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under the hedge.
m3_script3_ipad_bedroom1_0004	In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how in the world she was to get out again.
m3_script3_ipad_bedroom1_0005	The rabbit-hole went straight on like a tunnel for some way, and then dipped suddenly down, so suddenly that Alice had not a moment to think about stopping herself before she found herself falling down what seemed to be a very deep well.
m3_script3_ipad_bedroom1_0006	Either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly, for she had plenty of time as she went down to look about her, and to wonder what was going to happen next.
m3_script3_ipad_bedroom1_0007	First, she tried to look down and make out what she was coming to, but it was too dark to see anything: then she looked at the sides of the well, and noticed that they were filled with cupboards and bookshelves: here and there she saw maps and pictures hung upon pegs.
m3_script3_ipad_bedroom1_0008	She took down a jar from one of the shelves as she passed: it was labelled “ORANGE MARMALADE,” but to her great disappointment it was empty: she did not like to drop the jar, for fear of killing somebody underneath, so managed to put it into one of the cupboards as she fell past it.
m3_script3_ipad_bedroom1_0009	“Well!” thought Alice to herself.
m3_script3_ipad_bedroom1_0010	“After such a fall as this, I shall think nothing of tumbling down-stairs!
m3_script3_ipad_bedroom1_0011	How brave they’ll all think me at home!
m3_script3_ipad_bedroom1_0012	Why, I wouldn’t say anything about it, even if I fell off the top of the house!” Down, down, down.
m3_script3_ipad_bedroom1_0013	Would the fall never come to an end?
m3_script3_ipad_bedroom1_0014	“I wonder how many miles I’ve fallen by this time?” she said aloud.
m3_script3_ipad_bedroom1_0015	“I must be getting somewhere near the centre of the earth.
m3_script3_ipad_bedroom1_0016	Let me see: that would be four thousand miles down, I think—yes, that’s about the right distance—but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I’ve got to?”
m9_script2_ipad_livingroom1_0000	Buck did not read the newspapers, or he would have known that trouble was brewing, not alone for himself, but for every tide- water dog, strong of muscle and with warm, long hair, from Puget Sound to San Diego.
m9_script2_ipad_livingroom1_0001	Because men, groping in the Arctic darkness, had found a yellow metal, and because steamship and transportation companies were booming the find, thousands of men were rushing into the Northland.
m9_script2_ipad_livingroom1_0002	These men wanted dogs, and the dogs they wanted were heavy dogs, with strong muscles by which to toil, and furry coats to protect them from the frost.
m9_script2_ipad_livingroom1_0003	Buck lived at a big house in the sun-kissed Santa Clara Valley.
m9_script2_ipad_livingroom1_0005	It stood back from the road, half hidden among the trees, through which glimpses could be caught of the wide cool veranda that ran around its four sides.
m9_script2_ipad_livingroom1_0006	The house was approached by gravelled driveways which wound about through wide-spreading lawns and under the interlacing boughs of tall poplars.
m9_script2_ipad_livingroom1_0007	At the rear things were on even a more spacious scale than at the front.
m9_script2_ipad_livingroom1_0008	There were great stables, where a dozen grooms and boys held forth, rows of vine-clad servants' cottages, an endless and orderly array of outhouses, long grape arbors, green pastures, orchards, and berry patches.
m9_script2_ipad_livingroom1_0009	Then there was the pumping plant for the artesian well, and the big cement tank where Judge Miller's boys took their morning plunge and kept cool in the hot afternoon.
m9_script2_ipad_livingroom1_0010	And over this great demesne Buck ruled.
m9_script2_ipad_livingroom1_0011	Here he was born, and here he had lived the four years of his life.
m9_script2_ipad_livingroom1_0012	It was true, there were other dogs, There could not but be other dogs on so vast a place, but they did not count.
m9_script2_ipad_livingroom1_0013	They came and went, resided in the populous kennels, or lived obscurely in the recesses of the house after the fashion of Toots, the Japanese pug, or Ysabel, the Mexican hairless,—strange creatures that rarely put nose out of doors or set foot to ground.
m9_script2_ipad_livingroom1_0014	On the other hand, there were the fox terriers, a score of them at least, who yelped fearful promises at Toots and Ysabel looking out of the windows at them and protected by a legion of housemaids armed with brooms and mops.
m9_script2_ipad_livingroom1_0015	But Buck was neither house-dog nor kennel-dog.
m9_script2_ipad_livingroom1_0017	He plunged into the swimming tank or went hunting with the Judge's sons; he escorted Mollie and Alice, the Judge's daughters, on long twilight or early morning rambles; on wintry nights he lay at the Judge's feet before the roaring library fire; he carried the Judge's grandsons on his back, or rolled them in the grass, and guarded their footsteps through wild adventures down to the fountain in the stable yard, and even beyond, where the paddocks were, and the berry patches.
m9_script2_ipad_livingroom1_0018	Among the terriers he stalked imperiously, and Toots and Ysabel he utterly ignored, for he was king,—king over all creeping, crawling, flying things of Judge Miller's place, humans included.
m3_script3_ipad_confroom2_0000	Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, “and what is the use of a book,” thought Alice, “without pictures or conversation?” So she was considering, in her own mind, whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her.
m3_script3_ipad_confroom2_0001	There was nothing so very remarkable in that; nor did Alice think it so very much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself “Oh dear!
m3_script3_ipad_confroom2_0003	I shall be too late!”; but when the Rabbit actually took a watch out of its waistcoat-pocket, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch to take out of it, and, burning with curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under the hedge.
m3_script3_ipad_confroom2_0004	In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how in the world she was to get out again.
m3_script3_ipad_confroom2_0005	The rabbit-hole went straight on like a tunnel for some way, and then dipped suddenly down, so suddenly that Alice had not a moment to think about stopping herself before she found herself falling down what seemed to be a very deep well.
m3_script3_ipad_confroom2_0006	Either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly, for she had plenty of time as she went down to look about her, and to wonder what was going to happen next.
m3_script3_ipad_confroom2_0007	First, she tried to look down and make out what she was coming to, but it was too dark to see anything: then she looked at the sides of the well, and noticed that they were filled with cupboards and bookshelves: here and there she saw maps and pictures hung upon pegs.
m3_script3_ipad_confroom2_0008	She took down a jar from one of the shelves as she passed: it was labelled “ORANGE MARMALADE,” but to her great disappointment it was empty: she did not like to drop the jar, for fear of killing somebody underneath, so managed to put it into one of the cupboards as she fell past it.
m3_script3_ipad_confroom2_0009	“Well!” thought Alice to herself.
m3_script3_ipad_confroom2_0010	“After such a fall as this, I shall think nothing of tumbling down-stairs!
m3_script3_ipad_confroom2_0011	How brave they’ll all think me at home!
m3_script3_ipad_confroom2_0012	Why, I wouldn’t say anything about it, even if I fell off the top of the house!” Down, down, down.
m3_script3_ipad_confroom2_0013	Would the fall never come to an end?
m3_script3_ipad_confroom2_0014	“I wonder how many miles I’ve fallen by this time?” she said aloud.
m3_script3_ipad_confroom2_0015	“I must be getting somewhere near the centre of the earth.
m3_script3_ipad_confroom2_0016	Let me see: that would be four thousand miles down, I think—yes, that’s about the right distance—but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I’ve got to?”
f7_script3_iphone_bedroom1_0000	Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, “and what is the use of a book,” thought Alice, “without pictures or conversation?” So she was considering, in her own mind, whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her.
f7_script3_iphone_bedroom1_0001	There was nothing so very remarkable in that; nor did Alice think it so very much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself “Oh dear!
f7_script3_iphone_bedroom1_0003	I shall be too late!”; but when the Rabbit actually took a watch out of its waistcoat-pocket, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch to take out of it, and, burning with curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under the hedge.
f7_script3_iphone_bedroom1_0004	In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how in the world she was to get out again.
f7_script3_iphone_bedroom1_0005	The rabbit-hole went straight on like a tunnel for some way, and then dipped suddenly down, so suddenly that Alice had not a moment to think about stopping herself before she found herself falling down what seemed to be a very deep well.
f7_script3_iphone_bedroom1_0006	Either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly, for she had plenty of time as she went down to look about her, and to wonder what was going to happen next.
f7_script3_iphone_bedroom1_0007	First, she tried to look down and make out what she was coming to, but it was too dark to see anything: then she looked at the sides of the well, and noticed that they were filled with cupboards and bookshelves: here and there she saw maps and pictures hung upon pegs.
f7_script3_iphone_bedroom1_0008	She took down a jar from one of the shelves as she passed: it was labelled “ORANGE MARMALADE,” but to her great disappointment it was empty: she did not like to drop the jar, for fear of killing somebody underneath, so managed to put it into one of the cupboards as she fell past it.
f7_script3_iphone_bedroom1_0009	“Well!” thought Alice to herself.
f7_script3_iphone_bedroom1_0010	“After such a fall as this, I shall think nothing of tumbling down-stairs!
f7_script3_iphone_bedroom1_0011	How brave they’ll all think me at home!
f7_script3_iphone_bedroom1_0012	Why, I wouldn’t say anything about it, even if I fell off the top of the house!” Down, down, down.
f7_script3_iphone_bedroom1_0013	Would the fall never come to an end?
f7_script3_iphone_bedroom1_0014	“I wonder how many miles I’ve fallen by this time?” she said aloud.
f7_script3_iphone_bedroom1_0015	“I must be getting somewhere near the centre of the earth.
f7_script3_iphone_bedroom1_0016	Let me see: that would be four thousand miles down, I think—yes, that’s about the right distance—but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I’ve got to?”
f3_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0000	The appearance of the island when I came on deck next morning was altogether changed.
f3_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0001	Although the breeze had now utterly ceased, we had made a great deal of way during the night and were now lying becalmed about half a mile to the south-east of the low eastern coast.
f3_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0002	Grey-coloured woods covered a large part of the surface.
f3_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0003	This even tint was indeed broken up by streaks of yellow sand-break in the lower lands, and by many tall trees of the pine family, out-topping the others—some singly, some in clumps; but the general colouring was uniform and sad.
f3_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0004	The hills ran up clear above the vegetation in spires of naked rock.
f3_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0005	All were strangely shaped, and the Spyglass, which was by three or four hundred feet the tallest on the island, was likewise the strangest in configuration, running up sheer from almost every side and then suddenly cut off at the top like a pedestal to put a statue on.
f3_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0006	The Hispaniola was rolling scuppers under in the ocean swell.
f3_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0007	The booms were tearing at the blocks, the rudder was banging to and fro, and the whole ship creaking, groaning, and jumping like a manufactory.
f3_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0008	I had to cling tight to the backstay, and the world turned giddily before my eyes, for though I was a good enough sailor when there was way on, this standing still and being rolled about like a bottle was a thing I never learned to stand without a qualm or so, above all in the morning, on an empty stomach.
f3_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0009	Perhaps it was this—perhaps it was the look of the island, with its grey, melancholy woods, and wild stone spires, and the surf that we could both see and hear foaming and thundering on the steep beach—at least, although the sun shone bright and hot, and the shore birds were fishing and crying all around us, and you would have thought anyone would have been glad to get to land after being so long at sea, my heart sank, as the saying is, into my boots; and from the first look onward, I hated the very thought of Treasure Island.
f3_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0010	We had a dreary morning's work before us, for there was no sign of any wind, and the boats had to be got out and manned, and the ship warped three or four miles round the corner of the island and up the narrow passage to the haven behind Skeleton Island.
f3_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0011	I volunteered for one of the boats, where I had, of course, no business.
f3_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0012	The heat was sweltering, and the men grumbled fiercely over their work.
f3_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0013	Anderson was in command of my boat, and instead of keeping the crew in order, he grumbled as loud as the worst.
f3_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0014	"Well," he said with an oath, "it's not forever."
f3_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0015	I thought this was a very bad sign, for up to that day the men had gone briskly and willingly about their business; but the very sight of the island had relaxed the cords of discipline.
m4_script4_ipad_balcony1_0000	We stopped under the willows by Kempton Park, and lunched.
m4_script4_ipad_balcony1_0001	It is a pretty little spot there: a pleasant grass plateau, running along by the water's edge, and overhung by willows.
m4_script4_ipad_balcony1_0002	We had just commenced the third course - the bread and jam - when a gentleman in shirt-sleeves and a short pipe came along, and wanted to know if we knew that we were trespassing.
m4_script4_ipad_balcony1_0003	We said we hadn't given the matter sufficient consideration as yet to enable us to arrive at a definite conclusion on that point, but that, if he assured us on his word as a gentleman that we WERE trespassing, we would, without further hesitation, believe it.
m4_script4_ipad_balcony1_0004	He gave us the required assurance, and we thanked him, but he still hung about, and seemed to be dissatisfied, so we asked him if there was anything further that we could do for him; and Harris, who is of a chummy disposition, offered him a bit of bread and jam.
m4_script4_ipad_balcony1_0005	I fancy he must have belonged to some society sworn to abstain from bread and jam; for he declined it quite gruffly, as if he were vexed at being tempted with it, and he added that it was his duty to turn us off.
m4_script4_ipad_balcony1_0006	Harris said that if it was a duty it ought to be done, and asked the man what was his idea with regard to the best means for accomplishing it.
m4_script4_ipad_balcony1_0007	Harris is what you would call a well-made man of about number one size, and looks hard and bony, and the man measured him up and down, and said he would go and consult his master, and then come back and chuck us both into the river.
m4_script4_ipad_balcony1_0008	Of course, we never saw him any more, and, of course, all he really wanted was a shilling.
m4_script4_ipad_balcony1_0009	There are a certain number of riverside roughs who make quite an income, during the summer, by slouching about the banks and blackmailing weakminded noodles in this way.
m4_script4_ipad_balcony1_0010	They represent themselves as sent by the proprietor.
m4_script4_ipad_balcony1_0011	The proper course to pursue is to offer your name and address, and leave the owner, if he really has anything to do with the matter, to summon you, and prove what damage you have done to his land by sitting down on a bit of it.
m4_script4_ipad_balcony1_0012	But the majority of people are so intensely lazy and timid, that they prefer to encourage the imposition by giving in to it rather than put an end to it by the exertion of a little firmness.
f7_script4_ipad_confroom1_0000	We stopped under the willows by Kempton Park, and lunched.
f7_script4_ipad_confroom1_0001	It is a pretty little spot there: a pleasant grass plateau, running along by the water's edge, and overhung by willows.
f7_script4_ipad_confroom1_0002	We had just commenced the third course - the bread and jam - when a gentleman in shirt-sleeves and a short pipe came along, and wanted to know if we knew that we were trespassing.
f7_script4_ipad_confroom1_0003	We said we hadn't given the matter sufficient consideration as yet to enable us to arrive at a definite conclusion on that point, but that, if he assured us on his word as a gentleman that we WERE trespassing, we would, without further hesitation, believe it.
f7_script4_ipad_confroom1_0004	He gave us the required assurance, and we thanked him, but he still hung about, and seemed to be dissatisfied, so we asked him if there was anything further that we could do for him; and Harris, who is of a chummy disposition, offered him a bit of bread and jam.
f7_script4_ipad_confroom1_0005	I fancy he must have belonged to some society sworn to abstain from bread and jam; for he declined it quite gruffly, as if he were vexed at being tempted with it, and he added that it was his duty to turn us off.
f7_script4_ipad_confroom1_0006	Harris said that if it was a duty it ought to be done, and asked the man what was his idea with regard to the best means for accomplishing it.
f7_script4_ipad_confroom1_0007	Harris is what you would call a well-made man of about number one size, and looks hard and bony, and the man measured him up and down, and said he would go and consult his master, and then come back and chuck us both into the river.
f7_script4_ipad_confroom1_0008	Of course, we never saw him any more, and, of course, all he really wanted was a shilling.
f7_script4_ipad_confroom1_0009	There are a certain number of riverside roughs who make quite an income, during the summer, by slouching about the banks and blackmailing weakminded noodles in this way.
f7_script4_ipad_confroom1_0010	They represent themselves as sent by the proprietor.
f7_script4_ipad_confroom1_0011	The proper course to pursue is to offer your name and address, and leave the owner, if he really has anything to do with the matter, to summon you, and prove what damage you have done to his land by sitting down on a bit of it.
f7_script4_ipad_confroom1_0012	But the majority of people are so intensely lazy and timid, that they prefer to encourage the imposition by giving in to it rather than put an end to it by the exertion of a little firmness.
f3_script4_ipad_office1_0000	We stopped under the willows by Kempton Park, and lunched.
f3_script4_ipad_office1_0001	It is a pretty little spot there: a pleasant grass plateau, running along by the water's edge, and overhung by willows.
f3_script4_ipad_office1_0002	We had just commenced the third course - the bread and jam - when a gentleman in shirt-sleeves and a short pipe came along, and wanted to know if we knew that we were trespassing.
f3_script4_ipad_office1_0003	We said we hadn't given the matter sufficient consideration as yet to enable us to arrive at a definite conclusion on that point, but that, if he assured us on his word as a gentleman that we WERE trespassing, we would, without further hesitation, believe it.
f3_script4_ipad_office1_0004	He gave us the required assurance, and we thanked him, but he still hung about, and seemed to be dissatisfied, so we asked him if there was anything further that we could do for him; and Harris, who is of a chummy disposition, offered him a bit of bread and jam.
f3_script4_ipad_office1_0005	I fancy he must have belonged to some society sworn to abstain from bread and jam; for he declined it quite gruffly, as if he were vexed at being tempted with it, and he added that it was his duty to turn us off.
f3_script4_ipad_office1_0006	Harris said that if it was a duty it ought to be done, and asked the man what was his idea with regard to the best means for accomplishing it.
f3_script4_ipad_office1_0007	Harris is what you would call a well-made man of about number one size, and looks hard and bony, and the man measured him up and down, and said he would go and consult his master, and then come back and chuck us both into the river.
f3_script4_ipad_office1_0008	Of course, we never saw him any more, and, of course, all he really wanted was a shilling.
f3_script4_ipad_office1_0009	There are a certain number of riverside roughs who make quite an income, during the summer, by slouching about the banks and blackmailing weakminded noodles in this way.
f3_script4_ipad_office1_0010	They represent themselves as sent by the proprietor.
f3_script4_ipad_office1_0011	The proper course to pursue is to offer your name and address, and leave the owner, if he really has anything to do with the matter, to summon you, and prove what damage you have done to his land by sitting down on a bit of it.
f3_script4_ipad_office1_0012	But the majority of people are so intensely lazy and timid, that they prefer to encourage the imposition by giving in to it rather than put an end to it by the exertion of a little firmness.
f7_script1_iphone_balcony1_0000	The appearance of the island when I came on deck next morning was altogether changed.
f7_script1_iphone_balcony1_0001	Although the breeze had now utterly ceased, we had made a great deal of way during the night and were now lying becalmed about half a mile to the south-east of the low eastern coast.
f7_script1_iphone_balcony1_0002	Grey-coloured woods covered a large part of the surface.
f7_script1_iphone_balcony1_0003	This even tint was indeed broken up by streaks of yellow sand-break in the lower lands, and by many tall trees of the pine family, out-topping the others—some singly, some in clumps; but the general colouring was uniform and sad.
f7_script1_iphone_balcony1_0004	The hills ran up clear above the vegetation in spires of naked rock.
f7_script1_iphone_balcony1_0005	All were strangely shaped, and the Spyglass, which was by three or four hundred feet the tallest on the island, was likewise the strangest in configuration, running up sheer from almost every side and then suddenly cut off at the top like a pedestal to put a statue on.
f7_script1_iphone_balcony1_0006	The Hispaniola was rolling scuppers under in the ocean swell.
f7_script1_iphone_balcony1_0007	The booms were tearing at the blocks, the rudder was banging to and fro, and the whole ship creaking, groaning, and jumping like a manufactory.
f7_script1_iphone_balcony1_0008	I had to cling tight to the backstay, and the world turned giddily before my eyes, for though I was a good enough sailor when there was way on, this standing still and being rolled about like a bottle was a thing I never learned to stand without a qualm or so, above all in the morning, on an empty stomach.
f7_script1_iphone_balcony1_0009	Perhaps it was this—perhaps it was the look of the island, with its grey, melancholy woods, and wild stone spires, and the surf that we could both see and hear foaming and thundering on the steep beach—at least, although the sun shone bright and hot, and the shore birds were fishing and crying all around us, and you would have thought anyone would have been glad to get to land after being so long at sea, my heart sank, as the saying is, into my boots; and from the first look onward, I hated the very thought of Treasure Island.
f7_script1_iphone_balcony1_0010	We had a dreary morning's work before us, for there was no sign of any wind, and the boats had to be got out and manned, and the ship warped three or four miles round the corner of the island and up the narrow passage to the haven behind Skeleton Island.
f7_script1_iphone_balcony1_0011	I volunteered for one of the boats, where I had, of course, no business.
f7_script1_iphone_balcony1_0012	The heat was sweltering, and the men grumbled fiercely over their work.
f7_script1_iphone_balcony1_0013	Anderson was in command of my boat, and instead of keeping the crew in order, he grumbled as loud as the worst.
f7_script1_iphone_balcony1_0014	"Well," he said with an oath, "it's not forever."
f7_script1_iphone_balcony1_0015	I thought this was a very bad sign, for up to that day the men had gone briskly and willingly about their business; but the very sight of the island had relaxed the cords of discipline.
f5_script4_iphone_livingroom1_0000	We stopped under the willows by Kempton Park, and lunched.
f5_script4_iphone_livingroom1_0001	It is a pretty little spot there: a pleasant grass plateau, running along by the water's edge, and overhung by willows.
f5_script4_iphone_livingroom1_0002	We had just commenced the third course - the bread and jam - when a gentleman in shirt-sleeves and a short pipe came along, and wanted to know if we knew that we were trespassing.
f5_script4_iphone_livingroom1_0003	We said we hadn't given the matter sufficient consideration as yet to enable us to arrive at a definite conclusion on that point, but that, if he assured us on his word as a gentleman that we WERE trespassing, we would, without further hesitation, believe it.
f5_script4_iphone_livingroom1_0004	He gave us the required assurance, and we thanked him, but he still hung about, and seemed to be dissatisfied, so we asked him if there was anything further that we could do for him; and Harris, who is of a chummy disposition, offered him a bit of bread and jam.
f5_script4_iphone_livingroom1_0005	I fancy he must have belonged to some society sworn to abstain from bread and jam; for he declined it quite gruffly, as if he were vexed at being tempted with it, and he added that it was his duty to turn us off.
f5_script4_iphone_livingroom1_0006	Harris said that if it was a duty it ought to be done, and asked the man what was his idea with regard to the best means for accomplishing it.
f5_script4_iphone_livingroom1_0007	Harris is what you would call a well-made man of about number one size, and looks hard and bony, and the man measured him up and down, and said he would go and consult his master, and then come back and chuck us both into the river.
f5_script4_iphone_livingroom1_0008	Of course, we never saw him any more, and, of course, all he really wanted was a shilling.
f5_script4_iphone_livingroom1_0009	There are a certain number of riverside roughs who make quite an income, during the summer, by slouching about the banks and blackmailing weakminded noodles in this way.
f5_script4_iphone_livingroom1_0010	They represent themselves as sent by the proprietor.
f5_script4_iphone_livingroom1_0011	The proper course to pursue is to offer your name and address, and leave the owner, if he really has anything to do with the matter, to summon you, and prove what damage you have done to his land by sitting down on a bit of it.
f5_script4_iphone_livingroom1_0012	But the majority of people are so intensely lazy and timid, that they prefer to encourage the imposition by giving in to it rather than put an end to it by the exertion of a little firmness.
f4_script2_ipadflat_office1_0000	Buck did not read the newspapers, or he would have known that trouble was brewing, not alone for himself, but for every tide- water dog, strong of muscle and with warm, long hair, from Puget Sound to San Diego.
f4_script2_ipadflat_office1_0001	Because men, groping in the Arctic darkness, had found a yellow metal, and because steamship and transportation companies were booming the find, thousands of men were rushing into the Northland.
f4_script2_ipadflat_office1_0002	These men wanted dogs, and the dogs they wanted were heavy dogs, with strong muscles by which to toil, and furry coats to protect them from the frost.
f4_script2_ipadflat_office1_0003	Buck lived at a big house in the sun-kissed Santa Clara Valley.
f4_script2_ipadflat_office1_0004	Judge Miller's place, it was called.
f4_script2_ipadflat_office1_0005	It stood back from the road, half hidden among the trees, through which glimpses could be caught of the wide cool veranda that ran around its four sides.
f4_script2_ipadflat_office1_0006	The house was approached by gravelled driveways which wound about through wide-spreading lawns and under the interlacing boughs of tall poplars.
f4_script2_ipadflat_office1_0007	At the rear things were on even a more spacious scale than at the front.
f4_script2_ipadflat_office1_0008	There were great stables, where a dozen grooms and boys held forth, rows of vine-clad servants' cottages, an endless and orderly array of outhouses, long grape arbors, green pastures, orchards, and berry patches.
f4_script2_ipadflat_office1_0009	Then there was the pumping plant for the artesian well, and the big cement tank where Judge Miller's boys took their morning plunge and kept cool in the hot afternoon.
f4_script2_ipadflat_office1_0010	And over this great demesne Buck ruled.
f4_script2_ipadflat_office1_0011	Here he was born, and here he had lived the four years of his life.
f4_script2_ipadflat_office1_0012	It was true, there were other dogs, There could not but be other dogs on so vast a place, but they did not count.
f4_script2_ipadflat_office1_0013	They came and went, resided in the populous kennels, or lived obscurely in the recesses of the house after the fashion of Toots, the Japanese pug, or Ysabel, the Mexican hairless,—strange creatures that rarely put nose out of doors or set foot to ground.
f4_script2_ipadflat_office1_0014	On the other hand, there were the fox terriers, a score of them at least, who yelped fearful promises at Toots and Ysabel looking out of the windows at them and protected by a legion of housemaids armed with brooms and mops.
f4_script2_ipadflat_office1_0015	But Buck was neither house-dog nor kennel-dog.
f4_script2_ipadflat_office1_0017	He plunged into the swimming tank or went hunting with the Judge's sons; he escorted Mollie and Alice, the Judge's daughters, on long twilight or early morning rambles; on wintry nights he lay at the Judge's feet before the roaring library fire; he carried the Judge's grandsons on his back, or rolled them in the grass, and guarded their footsteps through wild adventures down to the fountain in the stable yard, and even beyond, where the paddocks were, and the berry patches.
f4_script2_ipadflat_office1_0018	Among the terriers he stalked imperiously, and Toots and Ysabel he utterly ignored, for he was king,—king over all creeping, crawling, flying things of Judge Miller's place, humans included.
f6_script5_ipadflat_confroom1_0000	Captain Nemo stood up.
f6_script5_ipadflat_confroom1_0002	Contrived at the rear of the dining room, a double door opened, and I entered a room whose dimensions equaled the one I had just left.
f6_script5_ipadflat_confroom1_0004	Tall, black–rosewood bookcases, inlaid with copperwork, held on their wide shelves a large number of uniformly bound books.
f6_script5_ipadflat_confroom1_0005	These furnishings followed the contours of the room, their lower parts leading to huge couches upholstered in maroon leather and curved for maximum comfort.
f6_script5_ipadflat_confroom1_0006	Light, movable reading stands, which could be pushed away or pulled near as desired, allowed books to be positioned on them for easy study.
f6_script5_ipadflat_confroom1_0007	In the center stood a huge table covered with pamphlets, among which some newspapers, long out of date, were visible.
f6_script5_ipadflat_confroom1_0008	Electric light flooded this whole harmonious totality, falling from four frosted half globes set in the scrollwork of the ceiling.
f6_script5_ipadflat_confroom1_0009	I stared in genuine wonderment at this room so ingeniously laid out, and I couldn't believe my eyes.
f6_script5_ipadflat_confroom1_0010	"Captain Nemo," I told my host, who had just stretched out on a couch, "this is a library that would do credit to more than one continental palace, and I truly marvel to think it can go with you into the deepest seas."
f6_script5_ipadflat_confroom1_0011	"Where could one find greater silence or solitude, professor?"
f6_script5_ipadflat_confroom1_0013	"Did your study at the museum afford you such a perfect retreat?"
f6_script5_ipadflat_confroom1_0014	"No, sir, and I might add that it's quite a humble one next to yours.
f6_script5_ipadflat_confroom1_0015	You own 6,000 or 7,000 volumes here … " "12,000, Professor Aronnax.
f6_script5_ipadflat_confroom1_0016	They're my sole remaining ties with dry land.
f6_script5_ipadflat_confroom1_0017	But I was done with the shore the day my Nautilus submerged for the first time under the waters.
f6_script5_ipadflat_confroom1_0018	That day I purchased my last volumes, my last pamphlets, my last newspapers, and ever since I've chosen to believe that humanity no longer thinks or writes.
f6_script5_ipadflat_confroom1_0019	In any event, professor, these books are at your disposal, and you may use them freely."
f6_script5_ipadflat_confroom1_0020	I thanked Captain Nemo and approached the shelves of this library.
f6_script5_ipadflat_confroom1_0021	Written in every language, books on science, ethics, and literature were there in abundance, but I didn't see a single work on economics—they seemed to be strictly banned on board.
f6_script5_ipadflat_confroom1_0022	One odd detail: all these books were shelved indiscriminately without regard to the language in which they were written, and this jumble proved that the Nautilus's captain could read fluently whatever volumes he chanced to pick up.
f4_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0000	Captain Nemo stood up.
f4_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0002	Contrived at the rear of the dining room, a double door opened, and I entered a room whose dimensions equaled the one I had just left.
f4_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0004	Tall, black–rosewood bookcases, inlaid with copperwork, held on their wide shelves a large number of uniformly bound books.
f4_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0005	These furnishings followed the contours of the room, their lower parts leading to huge couches upholstered in maroon leather and curved for maximum comfort.
f4_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0006	Light, movable reading stands, which could be pushed away or pulled near as desired, allowed books to be positioned on them for easy study.
f4_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0007	In the center stood a huge table covered with pamphlets, among which some newspapers, long out of date, were visible.
f4_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0008	Electric light flooded this whole harmonious totality, falling from four frosted half globes set in the scrollwork of the ceiling.
f4_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0009	I stared in genuine wonderment at this room so ingeniously laid out, and I couldn't believe my eyes.
f4_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0010	"Captain Nemo," I told my host, who had just stretched out on a couch, "this is a library that would do credit to more than one continental palace, and I truly marvel to think it can go with you into the deepest seas."
f4_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0011	"Where could one find greater silence or solitude, professor?"
f4_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0013	"Did your study at the museum afford you such a perfect retreat?"
f4_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0014	"No, sir, and I might add that it's quite a humble one next to yours.
f4_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0015	You own 6,000 or 7,000 volumes here … " "12,000, Professor Aronnax.
f4_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0016	They're my sole remaining ties with dry land.
f4_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0017	But I was done with the shore the day my Nautilus submerged for the first time under the waters.
f4_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0018	That day I purchased my last volumes, my last pamphlets, my last newspapers, and ever since I've chosen to believe that humanity no longer thinks or writes.
f4_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0019	In any event, professor, these books are at your disposal, and you may use them freely."
f4_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0020	I thanked Captain Nemo and approached the shelves of this library.
f4_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0021	Written in every language, books on science, ethics, and literature were there in abundance, but I didn't see a single work on economics—they seemed to be strictly banned on board.
f4_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0022	One odd detail: all these books were shelved indiscriminately without regard to the language in which they were written, and this jumble proved that the Nautilus's captain could read fluently whatever volumes he chanced to pick up.
m4_script4_ipadflat_confroom1_0000	We stopped under the willows by Kempton Park, and lunched.
m4_script4_ipadflat_confroom1_0001	It is a pretty little spot there: a pleasant grass plateau, running along by the water's edge, and overhung by willows.
m4_script4_ipadflat_confroom1_0002	We had just commenced the third course - the bread and jam - when a gentleman in shirt-sleeves and a short pipe came along, and wanted to know if we knew that we were trespassing.
m4_script4_ipadflat_confroom1_0003	We said we hadn't given the matter sufficient consideration as yet to enable us to arrive at a definite conclusion on that point, but that, if he assured us on his word as a gentleman that we WERE trespassing, we would, without further hesitation, believe it.
m4_script4_ipadflat_confroom1_0004	He gave us the required assurance, and we thanked him, but he still hung about, and seemed to be dissatisfied, so we asked him if there was anything further that we could do for him; and Harris, who is of a chummy disposition, offered him a bit of bread and jam.
m4_script4_ipadflat_confroom1_0005	I fancy he must have belonged to some society sworn to abstain from bread and jam; for he declined it quite gruffly, as if he were vexed at being tempted with it, and he added that it was his duty to turn us off.
m4_script4_ipadflat_confroom1_0006	Harris said that if it was a duty it ought to be done, and asked the man what was his idea with regard to the best means for accomplishing it.
m4_script4_ipadflat_confroom1_0007	Harris is what you would call a well-made man of about number one size, and looks hard and bony, and the man measured him up and down, and said he would go and consult his master, and then come back and chuck us both into the river.
m4_script4_ipadflat_confroom1_0008	Of course, we never saw him any more, and, of course, all he really wanted was a shilling.
m4_script4_ipadflat_confroom1_0009	There are a certain number of riverside roughs who make quite an income, during the summer, by slouching about the banks and blackmailing weakminded noodles in this way.
m4_script4_ipadflat_confroom1_0010	They represent themselves as sent by the proprietor.
m4_script4_ipadflat_confroom1_0011	The proper course to pursue is to offer your name and address, and leave the owner, if he really has anything to do with the matter, to summon you, and prove what damage you have done to his land by sitting down on a bit of it.
m4_script4_ipadflat_confroom1_0012	But the majority of people are so intensely lazy and timid, that they prefer to encourage the imposition by giving in to it rather than put an end to it by the exertion of a little firmness.
m5_script1_iphone_bedroom1_0000	The appearance of the island when I came on deck next morning was altogether changed.
m5_script1_iphone_bedroom1_0001	Although the breeze had now utterly ceased, we had made a great deal of way during the night and were now lying becalmed about half a mile to the south-east of the low eastern coast.
m5_script1_iphone_bedroom1_0002	Grey-coloured woods covered a large part of the surface.
m5_script1_iphone_bedroom1_0003	This even tint was indeed broken up by streaks of yellow sand-break in the lower lands, and by many tall trees of the pine family, out-topping the others—some singly, some in clumps; but the general colouring was uniform and sad.
m5_script1_iphone_bedroom1_0004	The hills ran up clear above the vegetation in spires of naked rock.
m5_script1_iphone_bedroom1_0005	All were strangely shaped, and the Spyglass, which was by three or four hundred feet the tallest on the island, was likewise the strangest in configuration, running up sheer from almost every side and then suddenly cut off at the top like a pedestal to put a statue on.
m5_script1_iphone_bedroom1_0006	The Hispaniola was rolling scuppers under in the ocean swell.
m5_script1_iphone_bedroom1_0007	The booms were tearing at the blocks, the rudder was banging to and fro, and the whole ship creaking, groaning, and jumping like a manufactory.
m5_script1_iphone_bedroom1_0008	I had to cling tight to the backstay, and the world turned giddily before my eyes, for though I was a good enough sailor when there was way on, this standing still and being rolled about like a bottle was a thing I never learned to stand without a qualm or so, above all in the morning, on an empty stomach.
m5_script1_iphone_bedroom1_0009	Perhaps it was this—perhaps it was the look of the island, with its grey, melancholy woods, and wild stone spires, and the surf that we could both see and hear foaming and thundering on the steep beach—at least, although the sun shone bright and hot, and the shore birds were fishing and crying all around us, and you would have thought anyone would have been glad to get to land after being so long at sea, my heart sank, as the saying is, into my boots; and from the first look onward, I hated the very thought of Treasure Island.
m5_script1_iphone_bedroom1_0010	We had a dreary morning's work before us, for there was no sign of any wind, and the boats had to be got out and manned, and the ship warped three or four miles round the corner of the island and up the narrow passage to the haven behind Skeleton Island.
m5_script1_iphone_bedroom1_0011	I volunteered for one of the boats, where I had, of course, no business.
m5_script1_iphone_bedroom1_0012	The heat was sweltering, and the men grumbled fiercely over their work.
m5_script1_iphone_bedroom1_0013	Anderson was in command of my boat, and instead of keeping the crew in order, he grumbled as loud as the worst.
m5_script1_iphone_bedroom1_0014	"Well," he said with an oath, "it's not forever."
m5_script1_iphone_bedroom1_0015	I thought this was a very bad sign, for up to that day the men had gone briskly and willingly about their business; but the very sight of the island had relaxed the cords of discipline.
m6_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0000	The appearance of the island when I came on deck next morning was altogether changed.
m6_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0001	Although the breeze had now utterly ceased, we had made a great deal of way during the night and were now lying becalmed about half a mile to the south-east of the low eastern coast.
m6_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0002	Grey-coloured woods covered a large part of the surface.
m6_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0003	This even tint was indeed broken up by streaks of yellow sand-break in the lower lands, and by many tall trees of the pine family, out-topping the others—some singly, some in clumps; but the general colouring was uniform and sad.
m6_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0004	The hills ran up clear above the vegetation in spires of naked rock.
m6_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0005	All were strangely shaped, and the Spyglass, which was by three or four hundred feet the tallest on the island, was likewise the strangest in configuration, running up sheer from almost every side and then suddenly cut off at the top like a pedestal to put a statue on.
m6_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0006	The Hispaniola was rolling scuppers under in the ocean swell.
m6_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0007	The booms were tearing at the blocks, the rudder was banging to and fro, and the whole ship creaking, groaning, and jumping like a manufactory.
m6_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0008	I had to cling tight to the backstay, and the world turned giddily before my eyes, for though I was a good enough sailor when there was way on, this standing still and being rolled about like a bottle was a thing I never learned to stand without a qualm or so, above all in the morning, on an empty stomach.
m6_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0009	Perhaps it was this—perhaps it was the look of the island, with its grey, melancholy woods, and wild stone spires, and the surf that we could both see and hear foaming and thundering on the steep beach—at least, although the sun shone bright and hot, and the shore birds were fishing and crying all around us, and you would have thought anyone would have been glad to get to land after being so long at sea, my heart sank, as the saying is, into my boots; and from the first look onward, I hated the very thought of Treasure Island.
m6_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0010	We had a dreary morning's work before us, for there was no sign of any wind, and the boats had to be got out and manned, and the ship warped three or four miles round the corner of the island and up the narrow passage to the haven behind Skeleton Island.
m6_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0011	I volunteered for one of the boats, where I had, of course, no business.
m6_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0012	The heat was sweltering, and the men grumbled fiercely over their work.
m6_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0013	Anderson was in command of my boat, and instead of keeping the crew in order, he grumbled as loud as the worst.
m6_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0014	"Well," he said with an oath, "it's not forever."
m6_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0015	I thought this was a very bad sign, for up to that day the men had gone briskly and willingly about their business; but the very sight of the island had relaxed the cords of discipline.
m8_script4_iphone_bedroom1_0000	We stopped under the willows by Kempton Park, and lunched.
m8_script4_iphone_bedroom1_0001	It is a pretty little spot there: a pleasant grass plateau, running along by the water's edge, and overhung by willows.
m8_script4_iphone_bedroom1_0002	We had just commenced the third course - the bread and jam - when a gentleman in shirt-sleeves and a short pipe came along, and wanted to know if we knew that we were trespassing.
m8_script4_iphone_bedroom1_0003	We said we hadn't given the matter sufficient consideration as yet to enable us to arrive at a definite conclusion on that point, but that, if he assured us on his word as a gentleman that we WERE trespassing, we would, without further hesitation, believe it.
m8_script4_iphone_bedroom1_0004	He gave us the required assurance, and we thanked him, but he still hung about, and seemed to be dissatisfied, so we asked him if there was anything further that we could do for him; and Harris, who is of a chummy disposition, offered him a bit of bread and jam.
m8_script4_iphone_bedroom1_0005	I fancy he must have belonged to some society sworn to abstain from bread and jam; for he declined it quite gruffly, as if he were vexed at being tempted with it, and he added that it was his duty to turn us off.
m8_script4_iphone_bedroom1_0006	Harris said that if it was a duty it ought to be done, and asked the man what was his idea with regard to the best means for accomplishing it.
m8_script4_iphone_bedroom1_0007	Harris is what you would call a well-made man of about number one size, and looks hard and bony, and the man measured him up and down, and said he would go and consult his master, and then come back and chuck us both into the river.
m8_script4_iphone_bedroom1_0008	Of course, we never saw him any more, and, of course, all he really wanted was a shilling.
m8_script4_iphone_bedroom1_0009	There are a certain number of riverside roughs who make quite an income, during the summer, by slouching about the banks and blackmailing weakminded noodles in this way.
m8_script4_iphone_bedroom1_0010	They represent themselves as sent by the proprietor.
m8_script4_iphone_bedroom1_0011	The proper course to pursue is to offer your name and address, and leave the owner, if he really has anything to do with the matter, to summon you, and prove what damage you have done to his land by sitting down on a bit of it.
m8_script4_iphone_bedroom1_0012	But the majority of people are so intensely lazy and timid, that they prefer to encourage the imposition by giving in to it rather than put an end to it by the exertion of a little firmness.
m2_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0000	Captain Nemo stood up.
m2_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0002	Contrived at the rear of the dining room, a double door opened, and I entered a room whose dimensions equaled the one I had just left.
m2_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0004	Tall, black–rosewood bookcases, inlaid with copperwork, held on their wide shelves a large number of uniformly bound books.
m2_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0005	These furnishings followed the contours of the room, their lower parts leading to huge couches upholstered in maroon leather and curved for maximum comfort.
m2_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0006	Light, movable reading stands, which could be pushed away or pulled near as desired, allowed books to be positioned on them for easy study.
m2_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0007	In the center stood a huge table covered with pamphlets, among which some newspapers, long out of date, were visible.
m2_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0008	Electric light flooded this whole harmonious totality, falling from four frosted half globes set in the scrollwork of the ceiling.
m2_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0009	I stared in genuine wonderment at this room so ingeniously laid out, and I couldn't believe my eyes.
m2_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0010	"Captain Nemo," I told my host, who had just stretched out on a couch, "this is a library that would do credit to more than one continental palace, and I truly marvel to think it can go with you into the deepest seas."
m2_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0011	"Where could one find greater silence or solitude, professor?"
m2_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0013	"Did your study at the museum afford you such a perfect retreat?"
m2_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0014	"No, sir, and I might add that it's quite a humble one next to yours.
m2_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0015	You own 6,000 or 7,000 volumes here … " "12,000, Professor Aronnax.
m2_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0016	They're my sole remaining ties with dry land.
m2_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0017	But I was done with the shore the day my Nautilus submerged for the first time under the waters.
m2_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0018	That day I purchased my last volumes, my last pamphlets, my last newspapers, and ever since I've chosen to believe that humanity no longer thinks or writes.
m2_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0019	In any event, professor, these books are at your disposal, and you may use them freely."
m2_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0020	I thanked Captain Nemo and approached the shelves of this library.
m2_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0021	Written in every language, books on science, ethics, and literature were there in abundance, but I didn't see a single work on economics—they seemed to be strictly banned on board.
m2_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0022	One odd detail: all these books were shelved indiscriminately without regard to the language in which they were written, and this jumble proved that the Nautilus's captain could read fluently whatever volumes he chanced to pick up.
f10_script4_ipad_balcony1_0000	We stopped under the willows by Kempton Park, and lunched.
f10_script4_ipad_balcony1_0001	It is a pretty little spot there: a pleasant grass plateau, running along by the water's edge, and overhung by willows.
f10_script4_ipad_balcony1_0002	We had just commenced the third course - the bread and jam - when a gentleman in shirt-sleeves and a short pipe came along, and wanted to know if we knew that we were trespassing.
f10_script4_ipad_balcony1_0003	We said we hadn't given the matter sufficient consideration as yet to enable us to arrive at a definite conclusion on that point, but that, if he assured us on his word as a gentleman that we WERE trespassing, we would, without further hesitation, believe it.
f10_script4_ipad_balcony1_0004	He gave us the required assurance, and we thanked him, but he still hung about, and seemed to be dissatisfied, so we asked him if there was anything further that we could do for him; and Harris, who is of a chummy disposition, offered him a bit of bread and jam.
f10_script4_ipad_balcony1_0005	I fancy he must have belonged to some society sworn to abstain from bread and jam; for he declined it quite gruffly, as if he were vexed at being tempted with it, and he added that it was his duty to turn us off.
f10_script4_ipad_balcony1_0006	Harris said that if it was a duty it ought to be done, and asked the man what was his idea with regard to the best means for accomplishing it.
f10_script4_ipad_balcony1_0007	Harris is what you would call a well-made man of about number one size, and looks hard and bony, and the man measured him up and down, and said he would go and consult his master, and then come back and chuck us both into the river.
f10_script4_ipad_balcony1_0008	Of course, we never saw him any more, and, of course, all he really wanted was a shilling.
f10_script4_ipad_balcony1_0009	There are a certain number of riverside roughs who make quite an income, during the summer, by slouching about the banks and blackmailing weakminded noodles in this way.
f10_script4_ipad_balcony1_0010	They represent themselves as sent by the proprietor.
f10_script4_ipad_balcony1_0011	The proper course to pursue is to offer your name and address, and leave the owner, if he really has anything to do with the matter, to summon you, and prove what damage you have done to his land by sitting down on a bit of it.
f10_script4_ipad_balcony1_0012	But the majority of people are so intensely lazy and timid, that they prefer to encourage the imposition by giving in to it rather than put an end to it by the exertion of a little firmness.
f4_script1_ipadflat_confroom1_0000	The appearance of the island when I came on deck next morning was altogether changed.
f4_script1_ipadflat_confroom1_0001	Although the breeze had now utterly ceased, we had made a great deal of way during the night and were now lying becalmed about half a mile to the south-east of the low eastern coast.
f4_script1_ipadflat_confroom1_0002	Grey-coloured woods covered a large part of the surface.
f4_script1_ipadflat_confroom1_0003	This even tint was indeed broken up by streaks of yellow sand-break in the lower lands, and by many tall trees of the pine family, out-topping the others—some singly, some in clumps; but the general colouring was uniform and sad.
f4_script1_ipadflat_confroom1_0004	The hills ran up clear above the vegetation in spires of naked rock.
f4_script1_ipadflat_confroom1_0005	All were strangely shaped, and the Spyglass, which was by three or four hundred feet the tallest on the island, was likewise the strangest in configuration, running up sheer from almost every side and then suddenly cut off at the top like a pedestal to put a statue on.
f4_script1_ipadflat_confroom1_0006	The Hispaniola was rolling scuppers under in the ocean swell.
f4_script1_ipadflat_confroom1_0007	The booms were tearing at the blocks, the rudder was banging to and fro, and the whole ship creaking, groaning, and jumping like a manufactory.
f4_script1_ipadflat_confroom1_0008	I had to cling tight to the backstay, and the world turned giddily before my eyes, for though I was a good enough sailor when there was way on, this standing still and being rolled about like a bottle was a thing I never learned to stand without a qualm or so, above all in the morning, on an empty stomach.
f4_script1_ipadflat_confroom1_0009	Perhaps it was this—perhaps it was the look of the island, with its grey, melancholy woods, and wild stone spires, and the surf that we could both see and hear foaming and thundering on the steep beach—at least, although the sun shone bright and hot, and the shore birds were fishing and crying all around us, and you would have thought anyone would have been glad to get to land after being so long at sea, my heart sank, as the saying is, into my boots; and from the first look onward, I hated the very thought of Treasure Island.
f4_script1_ipadflat_confroom1_0010	We had a dreary morning's work before us, for there was no sign of any wind, and the boats had to be got out and manned, and the ship warped three or four miles round the corner of the island and up the narrow passage to the haven behind Skeleton Island.
f4_script1_ipadflat_confroom1_0011	I volunteered for one of the boats, where I had, of course, no business.
f4_script1_ipadflat_confroom1_0012	The heat was sweltering, and the men grumbled fiercely over their work.
f4_script1_ipadflat_confroom1_0013	Anderson was in command of my boat, and instead of keeping the crew in order, he grumbled as loud as the worst.
f4_script1_ipadflat_confroom1_0014	"Well," he said with an oath, "it's not forever."
f4_script1_ipadflat_confroom1_0015	I thought this was a very bad sign, for up to that day the men had gone briskly and willingly about their business; but the very sight of the island had relaxed the cords of discipline.
m1_script3_ipad_confroom2_0000	Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, “and what is the use of a book,” thought Alice, “without pictures or conversation?” So she was considering, in her own mind, whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her.
m1_script3_ipad_confroom2_0001	There was nothing so very remarkable in that; nor did Alice think it so very much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself “Oh dear!
m1_script3_ipad_confroom2_0003	I shall be too late!”; but when the Rabbit actually took a watch out of its waistcoat-pocket, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch to take out of it, and, burning with curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under the hedge.
m1_script3_ipad_confroom2_0004	In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how in the world she was to get out again.
m1_script3_ipad_confroom2_0005	The rabbit-hole went straight on like a tunnel for some way, and then dipped suddenly down, so suddenly that Alice had not a moment to think about stopping herself before she found herself falling down what seemed to be a very deep well.
m1_script3_ipad_confroom2_0006	Either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly, for she had plenty of time as she went down to look about her, and to wonder what was going to happen next.
m1_script3_ipad_confroom2_0007	First, she tried to look down and make out what she was coming to, but it was too dark to see anything: then she looked at the sides of the well, and noticed that they were filled with cupboards and bookshelves: here and there she saw maps and pictures hung upon pegs.
m1_script3_ipad_confroom2_0008	She took down a jar from one of the shelves as she passed: it was labelled “ORANGE MARMALADE,” but to her great disappointment it was empty: she did not like to drop the jar, for fear of killing somebody underneath, so managed to put it into one of the cupboards as she fell past it.
m1_script3_ipad_confroom2_0009	“Well!” thought Alice to herself.
m1_script3_ipad_confroom2_0010	“After such a fall as this, I shall think nothing of tumbling down-stairs!
m1_script3_ipad_confroom2_0011	How brave they’ll all think me at home!
m1_script3_ipad_confroom2_0012	Why, I wouldn’t say anything about it, even if I fell off the top of the house!” Down, down, down.
m1_script3_ipad_confroom2_0014	“I wonder how many miles I’ve fallen by this time?” she said aloud.
m1_script3_ipad_confroom2_0015	“I must be getting somewhere near the centre of the earth.
m1_script3_ipad_confroom2_0016	Let me see: that would be four thousand miles down, I think—yes, that’s about the right distance—but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I’ve got to?”
f4_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0000	Buck did not read the newspapers, or he would have known that trouble was brewing, not alone for himself, but for every tide- water dog, strong of muscle and with warm, long hair, from Puget Sound to San Diego.
f4_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0001	Because men, groping in the Arctic darkness, had found a yellow metal, and because steamship and transportation companies were booming the find, thousands of men were rushing into the Northland.
f4_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0002	These men wanted dogs, and the dogs they wanted were heavy dogs, with strong muscles by which to toil, and furry coats to protect them from the frost.
f4_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0003	Buck lived at a big house in the sun-kissed Santa Clara Valley.
f4_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0004	Judge Miller's place, it was called.
f4_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0005	It stood back from the road, half hidden among the trees, through which glimpses could be caught of the wide cool veranda that ran around its four sides.
f4_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0006	The house was approached by gravelled driveways which wound about through wide-spreading lawns and under the interlacing boughs of tall poplars.
f4_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0007	At the rear things were on even a more spacious scale than at the front.
f4_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0008	There were great stables, where a dozen grooms and boys held forth, rows of vine-clad servants' cottages, an endless and orderly array of outhouses, long grape arbors, green pastures, orchards, and berry patches.
f4_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0009	Then there was the pumping plant for the artesian well, and the big cement tank where Judge Miller's boys took their morning plunge and kept cool in the hot afternoon.
f4_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0010	And over this great demesne Buck ruled.
f4_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0011	Here he was born, and here he had lived the four years of his life.
f4_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0012	It was true, there were other dogs, There could not but be other dogs on so vast a place, but they did not count.
f4_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0013	They came and went, resided in the populous kennels, or lived obscurely in the recesses of the house after the fashion of Toots, the Japanese pug, or Ysabel, the Mexican hairless,—strange creatures that rarely put nose out of doors or set foot to ground.
f4_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0014	On the other hand, there were the fox terriers, a score of them at least, who yelped fearful promises at Toots and Ysabel looking out of the windows at them and protected by a legion of housemaids armed with brooms and mops.
f4_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0015	But Buck was neither house-dog nor kennel-dog.
f4_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0017	He plunged into the swimming tank or went hunting with the Judge's sons; he escorted Mollie and Alice, the Judge's daughters, on long twilight or early morning rambles; on wintry nights he lay at the Judge's feet before the roaring library fire; he carried the Judge's grandsons on his back, or rolled them in the grass, and guarded their footsteps through wild adventures down to the fountain in the stable yard, and even beyond, where the paddocks were, and the berry patches.
f4_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0018	Among the terriers he stalked imperiously, and Toots and Ysabel he utterly ignored, for he was king,—king over all creeping, crawling, flying things of Judge Miller's place, humans included.
m2_script3_ipad_livingroom1_0000	Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, “and what is the use of a book,” thought Alice, “without pictures or conversation?” So she was considering, in her own mind, whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her.
m2_script3_ipad_livingroom1_0001	There was nothing so very remarkable in that; nor did Alice think it so very much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself “Oh dear!
m2_script3_ipad_livingroom1_0003	I shall be too late!”; but when the Rabbit actually took a watch out of its waistcoat-pocket, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch to take out of it, and, burning with curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under the hedge.
m2_script3_ipad_livingroom1_0004	In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how in the world she was to get out again.
m2_script3_ipad_livingroom1_0005	The rabbit-hole went straight on like a tunnel for some way, and then dipped suddenly down, so suddenly that Alice had not a moment to think about stopping herself before she found herself falling down what seemed to be a very deep well.
m2_script3_ipad_livingroom1_0006	Either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly, for she had plenty of time as she went down to look about her, and to wonder what was going to happen next.
m2_script3_ipad_livingroom1_0007	First, she tried to look down and make out what she was coming to, but it was too dark to see anything: then she looked at the sides of the well, and noticed that they were filled with cupboards and bookshelves: here and there she saw maps and pictures hung upon pegs.
m2_script3_ipad_livingroom1_0008	She took down a jar from one of the shelves as she passed: it was labelled “ORANGE MARMALADE,” but to her great disappointment it was empty: she did not like to drop the jar, for fear of killing somebody underneath, so managed to put it into one of the cupboards as she fell past it.
m2_script3_ipad_livingroom1_0010	“After such a fall as this, I shall think nothing of tumbling down-stairs!
m2_script3_ipad_livingroom1_0011	How brave they’ll all think me at home!
m2_script3_ipad_livingroom1_0012	Why, I wouldn’t say anything about it, even if I fell off the top of the house!” Down, down, down.
m2_script3_ipad_livingroom1_0013	Would the fall never come to an end?
m2_script3_ipad_livingroom1_0014	“I wonder how many miles I’ve fallen by this time?” she said aloud.
m2_script3_ipad_livingroom1_0015	“I must be getting somewhere near the centre of the earth.
m2_script3_ipad_livingroom1_0016	Let me see: that would be four thousand miles down, I think—yes, that’s about the right distance—but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I’ve got to?”
m2_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0000	Buck did not read the newspapers, or he would have known that trouble was brewing, not alone for himself, but for every tide- water dog, strong of muscle and with warm, long hair, from Puget Sound to San Diego.
m2_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0001	Because men, groping in the Arctic darkness, had found a yellow metal, and because steamship and transportation companies were booming the find, thousands of men were rushing into the Northland.
m2_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0002	These men wanted dogs, and the dogs they wanted were heavy dogs, with strong muscles by which to toil, and furry coats to protect them from the frost.
m2_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0003	Buck lived at a big house in the sun-kissed Santa Clara Valley.
m2_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0004	Judge Miller's place, it was called.
m2_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0005	It stood back from the road, half hidden among the trees, through which glimpses could be caught of the wide cool veranda that ran around its four sides.
m2_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0006	The house was approached by gravelled driveways which wound about through wide-spreading lawns and under the interlacing boughs of tall poplars.
m2_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0007	At the rear things were on even a more spacious scale than at the front.
m2_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0008	There were great stables, where a dozen grooms and boys held forth, rows of vine-clad servants' cottages, an endless and orderly array of outhouses, long grape arbors, green pastures, orchards, and berry patches.
m2_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0009	Then there was the pumping plant for the artesian well, and the big cement tank where Judge Miller's boys took their morning plunge and kept cool in the hot afternoon.
m2_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0010	And over this great demesne Buck ruled.
m2_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0011	Here he was born, and here he had lived the four years of his life.
m2_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0012	It was true, there were other dogs, There could not but be other dogs on so vast a place, but they did not count.
m2_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0013	They came and went, resided in the populous kennels, or lived obscurely in the recesses of the house after the fashion of Toots, the Japanese pug, or Ysabel, the Mexican hairless,—strange creatures that rarely put nose out of doors or set foot to ground.
m2_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0014	On the other hand, there were the fox terriers, a score of them at least, who yelped fearful promises at Toots and Ysabel looking out of the windows at them and protected by a legion of housemaids armed with brooms and mops.
m2_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0015	But Buck was neither house-dog nor kennel-dog.
m2_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0017	He plunged into the swimming tank or went hunting with the Judge's sons; he escorted Mollie and Alice, the Judge's daughters, on long twilight or early morning rambles; on wintry nights he lay at the Judge's feet before the roaring library fire; he carried the Judge's grandsons on his back, or rolled them in the grass, and guarded their footsteps through wild adventures down to the fountain in the stable yard, and even beyond, where the paddocks were, and the berry patches.
m2_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0018	Among the terriers he stalked imperiously, and Toots and Ysabel he utterly ignored, for he was king,—king over all creeping, crawling, flying things of Judge Miller's place, humans included.
f9_script4_iphone_balcony1_0000	We stopped under the willows by Kempton Park, and lunched.
f9_script4_iphone_balcony1_0001	It is a pretty little spot there: a pleasant grass plateau, running along by the water's edge, and overhung by willows.
f9_script4_iphone_balcony1_0002	We had just commenced the third course - the bread and jam - when a gentleman in shirt-sleeves and a short pipe came along, and wanted to know if we knew that we were trespassing.
f9_script4_iphone_balcony1_0003	We said we hadn't given the matter sufficient consideration as yet to enable us to arrive at a definite conclusion on that point, but that, if he assured us on his word as a gentleman that we WERE trespassing, we would, without further hesitation, believe it.
f9_script4_iphone_balcony1_0004	He gave us the required assurance, and we thanked him, but he still hung about, and seemed to be dissatisfied, so we asked him if there was anything further that we could do for him; and Harris, who is of a chummy disposition, offered him a bit of bread and jam.
f9_script4_iphone_balcony1_0005	I fancy he must have belonged to some society sworn to abstain from bread and jam; for he declined it quite gruffly, as if he were vexed at being tempted with it, and he added that it was his duty to turn us off.
f9_script4_iphone_balcony1_0006	Harris said that if it was a duty it ought to be done, and asked the man what was his idea with regard to the best means for accomplishing it.
f9_script4_iphone_balcony1_0007	Harris is what you would call a well-made man of about number one size, and looks hard and bony, and the man measured him up and down, and said he would go and consult his master, and then come back and chuck us both into the river.
f9_script4_iphone_balcony1_0008	Of course, we never saw him any more, and, of course, all he really wanted was a shilling.
f9_script4_iphone_balcony1_0009	There are a certain number of riverside roughs who make quite an income, during the summer, by slouching about the banks and blackmailing weakminded noodles in this way.
f9_script4_iphone_balcony1_0010	They represent themselves as sent by the proprietor.
f9_script4_iphone_balcony1_0011	The proper course to pursue is to offer your name and address, and leave the owner, if he really has anything to do with the matter, to summon you, and prove what damage you have done to his land by sitting down on a bit of it.
f9_script4_iphone_balcony1_0012	But the majority of people are so intensely lazy and timid, that they prefer to encourage the imposition by giving in to it rather than put an end to it by the exertion of a little firmness.
m7_script2_ipad_office1_0000	Buck did not read the newspapers, or he would have known that trouble was brewing, not alone for himself, but for every tide- water dog, strong of muscle and with warm, long hair, from Puget Sound to San Diego.
m7_script2_ipad_office1_0001	Because men, groping in the Arctic darkness, had found a yellow metal, and because steamship and transportation companies were booming the find, thousands of men were rushing into the Northland.
m7_script2_ipad_office1_0002	These men wanted dogs, and the dogs they wanted were heavy dogs, with strong muscles by which to toil, and furry coats to protect them from the frost.
m7_script2_ipad_office1_0003	Buck lived at a big house in the sun-kissed Santa Clara Valley.
m7_script2_ipad_office1_0004	Judge Miller's place, it was called.
m7_script2_ipad_office1_0005	It stood back from the road, half hidden among the trees, through which glimpses could be caught of the wide cool veranda that ran around its four sides.
m7_script2_ipad_office1_0006	The house was approached by gravelled driveways which wound about through wide-spreading lawns and under the interlacing boughs of tall poplars.
m7_script2_ipad_office1_0007	At the rear things were on even a more spacious scale than at the front.
m7_script2_ipad_office1_0008	There were great stables, where a dozen grooms and boys held forth, rows of vine-clad servants' cottages, an endless and orderly array of outhouses, long grape arbors, green pastures, orchards, and berry patches.
m7_script2_ipad_office1_0009	Then there was the pumping plant for the artesian well, and the big cement tank where Judge Miller's boys took their morning plunge and kept cool in the hot afternoon.
m7_script2_ipad_office1_0010	And over this great demesne Buck ruled.
m7_script2_ipad_office1_0011	Here he was born, and here he had lived the four years of his life.
m7_script2_ipad_office1_0012	It was true, there were other dogs, There could not but be other dogs on so vast a place, but they did not count.
m7_script2_ipad_office1_0013	They came and went, resided in the populous kennels, or lived obscurely in the recesses of the house after the fashion of Toots, the Japanese pug, or Ysabel, the Mexican hairless,—strange creatures that rarely put nose out of doors or set foot to ground.
m7_script2_ipad_office1_0014	On the other hand, there were the fox terriers, a score of them at least, who yelped fearful promises at Toots and Ysabel looking out of the windows at them and protected by a legion of housemaids armed with brooms and mops.
m7_script2_ipad_office1_0015	But Buck was neither house-dog nor kennel-dog.
m7_script2_ipad_office1_0017	He plunged into the swimming tank or went hunting with the Judge's sons; he escorted Mollie and Alice, the Judge's daughters, on long twilight or early morning rambles; on wintry nights he lay at the Judge's feet before the roaring library fire; he carried the Judge's grandsons on his back, or rolled them in the grass, and guarded their footsteps through wild adventures down to the fountain in the stable yard, and even beyond, where the paddocks were, and the berry patches.
m7_script2_ipad_office1_0018	Among the terriers he stalked imperiously, and Toots and Ysabel he utterly ignored, for he was king,—king over all creeping, crawling, flying things of Judge Miller's place, humans included.
m10_script2_cleanraw_0000	Buck did not read the newspapers, or he would have known that trouble was brewing, not alone for himself, but for every tide- water dog, strong of muscle and with warm, long hair, from Puget Sound to San Diego.
m10_script2_cleanraw_0001	Because men, groping in the Arctic darkness, had found a yellow metal, and because steamship and transportation companies were booming the find, thousands of men were rushing into the Northland.
m10_script2_cleanraw_0002	These men wanted dogs, and the dogs they wanted were heavy dogs, with strong muscles by which to toil, and furry coats to protect them from the frost.
m10_script2_cleanraw_0003	Buck lived at a big house in the sun-kissed Santa Clara Valley.
m10_script2_cleanraw_0004	Judge Miller's place, it was called.
m10_script2_cleanraw_0005	It stood back from the road, half hidden among the trees, through which glimpses could be caught of the wide cool veranda that ran around its four sides.
m10_script2_cleanraw_0006	The house was approached by gravelled driveways which wound about through wide-spreading lawns and under the interlacing boughs of tall poplars.
m10_script2_cleanraw_0007	At the rear things were on even a more spacious scale than at the front.
m10_script2_cleanraw_0008	There were great stables, where a dozen grooms and boys held forth, rows of vine-clad servants' cottages, an endless and orderly array of outhouses, long grape arbors, green pastures, orchards, and berry patches.
m10_script2_cleanraw_0009	Then there was the pumping plant for the artesian well, and the big cement tank where Judge Miller's boys took their morning plunge and kept cool in the hot afternoon.
m10_script2_cleanraw_0010	And over this great demesne Buck ruled.
m10_script2_cleanraw_0011	Here he was born, and here he had lived the four years of his life.
m10_script2_cleanraw_0012	It was true, there were other dogs, There could not but be other dogs on so vast a place, but they did not count.
m10_script2_cleanraw_0013	They came and went, resided in the populous kennels, or lived obscurely in the recesses of the house after the fashion of Toots, the Japanese pug, or Ysabel, the Mexican hairless,—strange creatures that rarely put nose out of doors or set foot to ground.
m10_script2_cleanraw_0014	On the other hand, there were the fox terriers, a score of them at least, who yelped fearful promises at Toots and Ysabel looking out of the windows at them and protected by a legion of housemaids armed with brooms and mops.
m10_script2_cleanraw_0015	But Buck was neither house-dog nor kennel-dog.
m10_script2_cleanraw_0016	The whole realm was his.
m10_script2_cleanraw_0017	He plunged into the swimming tank or went hunting with the Judge's sons; he escorted Mollie and Alice, the Judge's daughters, on long twilight or early morning rambles; on wintry nights he lay at the Judge's feet before the roaring library fire; he carried the Judge's grandsons on his back, or rolled them in the grass, and guarded their footsteps through wild adventures down to the fountain in the stable yard, and even beyond, where the paddocks were, and the berry patches.
m10_script2_cleanraw_0018	Among the terriers he stalked imperiously, and Toots and Ysabel he utterly ignored, for he was king,—king over all creeping, crawling, flying things of Judge Miller's place, humans included.
m6_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0000	Buck did not read the newspapers, or he would have known that trouble was brewing, not alone for himself, but for every tide- water dog, strong of muscle and with warm, long hair, from Puget Sound to San Diego.
m6_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0001	Because men, groping in the Arctic darkness, had found a yellow metal, and because steamship and transportation companies were booming the find, thousands of men were rushing into the Northland.
m6_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0002	These men wanted dogs, and the dogs they wanted were heavy dogs, with strong muscles by which to toil, and furry coats to protect them from the frost.
m6_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0003	Buck lived at a big house in the sun-kissed Santa Clara Valley.
m6_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0005	It stood back from the road, half hidden among the trees, through which glimpses could be caught of the wide cool veranda that ran around its four sides.
m6_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0006	The house was approached by gravelled driveways which wound about through wide-spreading lawns and under the interlacing boughs of tall poplars.
m6_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0007	At the rear things were on even a more spacious scale than at the front.
m6_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0008	There were great stables, where a dozen grooms and boys held forth, rows of vine-clad servants' cottages, an endless and orderly array of outhouses, long grape arbors, green pastures, orchards, and berry patches.
m6_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0009	Then there was the pumping plant for the artesian well, and the big cement tank where Judge Miller's boys took their morning plunge and kept cool in the hot afternoon.
m6_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0010	And over this great demesne Buck ruled.
m6_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0011	Here he was born, and here he had lived the four years of his life.
m6_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0012	It was true, there were other dogs, There could not but be other dogs on so vast a place, but they did not count.
m6_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0013	They came and went, resided in the populous kennels, or lived obscurely in the recesses of the house after the fashion of Toots, the Japanese pug, or Ysabel, the Mexican hairless,—strange creatures that rarely put nose out of doors or set foot to ground.
m6_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0014	On the other hand, there were the fox terriers, a score of them at least, who yelped fearful promises at Toots and Ysabel looking out of the windows at them and protected by a legion of housemaids armed with brooms and mops.
m6_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0015	But Buck was neither house-dog nor kennel-dog.
m6_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0017	He plunged into the swimming tank or went hunting with the Judge's sons; he escorted Mollie and Alice, the Judge's daughters, on long twilight or early morning rambles; on wintry nights he lay at the Judge's feet before the roaring library fire; he carried the Judge's grandsons on his back, or rolled them in the grass, and guarded their footsteps through wild adventures down to the fountain in the stable yard, and even beyond, where the paddocks were, and the berry patches.
m6_script2_iphone_bedroom1_0018	Among the terriers he stalked imperiously, and Toots and Ysabel he utterly ignored, for he was king,—king over all creeping, crawling, flying things of Judge Miller's place, humans included.
m9_script3_iphone_balcony1_0000	Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, “and what is the use of a book,” thought Alice, “without pictures or conversation?” So she was considering, in her own mind, whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her.
m9_script3_iphone_balcony1_0001	There was nothing so very remarkable in that; nor did Alice think it so very much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself “Oh dear!
m9_script3_iphone_balcony1_0003	I shall be too late!”; but when the Rabbit actually took a watch out of its waistcoat-pocket, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch to take out of it, and, burning with curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under the hedge.
m9_script3_iphone_balcony1_0004	In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how in the world she was to get out again.
m9_script3_iphone_balcony1_0005	The rabbit-hole went straight on like a tunnel for some way, and then dipped suddenly down, so suddenly that Alice had not a moment to think about stopping herself before she found herself falling down what seemed to be a very deep well.
m9_script3_iphone_balcony1_0006	Either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly, for she had plenty of time as she went down to look about her, and to wonder what was going to happen next.
m9_script3_iphone_balcony1_0007	First, she tried to look down and make out what she was coming to, but it was too dark to see anything: then she looked at the sides of the well, and noticed that they were filled with cupboards and bookshelves: here and there she saw maps and pictures hung upon pegs.
m9_script3_iphone_balcony1_0008	She took down a jar from one of the shelves as she passed: it was labelled “ORANGE MARMALADE,” but to her great disappointment it was empty: she did not like to drop the jar, for fear of killing somebody underneath, so managed to put it into one of the cupboards as she fell past it.
m9_script3_iphone_balcony1_0010	“After such a fall as this, I shall think nothing of tumbling down-stairs!
m9_script3_iphone_balcony1_0011	How brave they’ll all think me at home!
m9_script3_iphone_balcony1_0012	Why, I wouldn’t say anything about it, even if I fell off the top of the house!” Down, down, down.
m9_script3_iphone_balcony1_0014	“I wonder how many miles I’ve fallen by this time?” she said aloud.
m9_script3_iphone_balcony1_0015	“I must be getting somewhere near the centre of the earth.
m9_script3_iphone_balcony1_0016	Let me see: that would be four thousand miles down, I think—yes, that’s about the right distance—but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I’ve got to?”
m2_script3_ipad_balcony1_0000	Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, “and what is the use of a book,” thought Alice, “without pictures or conversation?” So she was considering, in her own mind, whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her.
m2_script3_ipad_balcony1_0001	There was nothing so very remarkable in that; nor did Alice think it so very much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself “Oh dear!
m2_script3_ipad_balcony1_0003	I shall be too late!”; but when the Rabbit actually took a watch out of its waistcoat-pocket, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch to take out of it, and, burning with curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under the hedge.
m2_script3_ipad_balcony1_0004	In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how in the world she was to get out again.
m2_script3_ipad_balcony1_0005	The rabbit-hole went straight on like a tunnel for some way, and then dipped suddenly down, so suddenly that Alice had not a moment to think about stopping herself before she found herself falling down what seemed to be a very deep well.
m2_script3_ipad_balcony1_0006	Either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly, for she had plenty of time as she went down to look about her, and to wonder what was going to happen next.
m2_script3_ipad_balcony1_0007	First, she tried to look down and make out what she was coming to, but it was too dark to see anything: then she looked at the sides of the well, and noticed that they were filled with cupboards and bookshelves: here and there she saw maps and pictures hung upon pegs.
m2_script3_ipad_balcony1_0008	She took down a jar from one of the shelves as she passed: it was labelled “ORANGE MARMALADE,” but to her great disappointment it was empty: she did not like to drop the jar, for fear of killing somebody underneath, so managed to put it into one of the cupboards as she fell past it.
m2_script3_ipad_balcony1_0010	“After such a fall as this, I shall think nothing of tumbling down-stairs!
m2_script3_ipad_balcony1_0011	How brave they’ll all think me at home!
m2_script3_ipad_balcony1_0012	Why, I wouldn’t say anything about it, even if I fell off the top of the house!” Down, down, down.
m2_script3_ipad_balcony1_0013	Would the fall never come to an end?
m2_script3_ipad_balcony1_0014	“I wonder how many miles I’ve fallen by this time?” she said aloud.
m2_script3_ipad_balcony1_0015	“I must be getting somewhere near the centre of the earth.
m2_script3_ipad_balcony1_0016	Let me see: that would be four thousand miles down, I think—yes, that’s about the right distance—but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I’ve got to?”
m2_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0000	The appearance of the island when I came on deck next morning was altogether changed.
m2_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0001	Although the breeze had now utterly ceased, we had made a great deal of way during the night and were now lying becalmed about half a mile to the south-east of the low eastern coast.
m2_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0002	Grey-coloured woods covered a large part of the surface.
m2_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0003	This even tint was indeed broken up by streaks of yellow sand-break in the lower lands, and by many tall trees of the pine family, out-topping the others—some singly, some in clumps; but the general colouring was uniform and sad.
m2_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0004	The hills ran up clear above the vegetation in spires of naked rock.
m2_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0005	All were strangely shaped, and the Spyglass, which was by three or four hundred feet the tallest on the island, was likewise the strangest in configuration, running up sheer from almost every side and then suddenly cut off at the top like a pedestal to put a statue on.
m2_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0006	The Hispaniola was rolling scuppers under in the ocean swell.
m2_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0007	The booms were tearing at the blocks, the rudder was banging to and fro, and the whole ship creaking, groaning, and jumping like a manufactory.
m2_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0008	I had to cling tight to the backstay, and the world turned giddily before my eyes, for though I was a good enough sailor when there was way on, this standing still and being rolled about like a bottle was a thing I never learned to stand without a qualm or so, above all in the morning, on an empty stomach.
m2_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0009	Perhaps it was this—perhaps it was the look of the island, with its grey, melancholy woods, and wild stone spires, and the surf that we could both see and hear foaming and thundering on the steep beach—at least, although the sun shone bright and hot, and the shore birds were fishing and crying all around us, and you would have thought anyone would have been glad to get to land after being so long at sea, my heart sank, as the saying is, into my boots; and from the first look onward, I hated the very thought of Treasure Island.
m2_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0010	We had a dreary morning's work before us, for there was no sign of any wind, and the boats had to be got out and manned, and the ship warped three or four miles round the corner of the island and up the narrow passage to the haven behind Skeleton Island.
m2_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0011	I volunteered for one of the boats, where I had, of course, no business.
m2_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0012	The heat was sweltering, and the men grumbled fiercely over their work.
m2_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0013	Anderson was in command of my boat, and instead of keeping the crew in order, he grumbled as loud as the worst.
m2_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0014	"Well," he said with an oath, "it's not forever."
m2_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0015	I thought this was a very bad sign, for up to that day the men had gone briskly and willingly about their business; but the very sight of the island had relaxed the cords of discipline.
m5_script2_ipadflat_office1_0000	Buck did not read the newspapers, or he would have known that trouble was brewing, not alone for himself, but for every tide- water dog, strong of muscle and with warm, long hair, from Puget Sound to San Diego.
m5_script2_ipadflat_office1_0001	Because men, groping in the Arctic darkness, had found a yellow metal, and because steamship and transportation companies were booming the find, thousands of men were rushing into the Northland.
m5_script2_ipadflat_office1_0002	These men wanted dogs, and the dogs they wanted were heavy dogs, with strong muscles by which to toil, and furry coats to protect them from the frost.
m5_script2_ipadflat_office1_0003	Buck lived at a big house in the sun-kissed Santa Clara Valley.
m5_script2_ipadflat_office1_0004	Judge Miller's place, it was called.
m5_script2_ipadflat_office1_0005	It stood back from the road, half hidden among the trees, through which glimpses could be caught of the wide cool veranda that ran around its four sides.
m5_script2_ipadflat_office1_0006	The house was approached by gravelled driveways which wound about through wide-spreading lawns and under the interlacing boughs of tall poplars.
m5_script2_ipadflat_office1_0007	At the rear things were on even a more spacious scale than at the front.
m5_script2_ipadflat_office1_0008	There were great stables, where a dozen grooms and boys held forth, rows of vine-clad servants' cottages, an endless and orderly array of outhouses, long grape arbors, green pastures, orchards, and berry patches.
m5_script2_ipadflat_office1_0009	Then there was the pumping plant for the artesian well, and the big cement tank where Judge Miller's boys took their morning plunge and kept cool in the hot afternoon.
m5_script2_ipadflat_office1_0010	And over this great demesne Buck ruled.
m5_script2_ipadflat_office1_0011	Here he was born, and here he had lived the four years of his life.
m5_script2_ipadflat_office1_0012	It was true, there were other dogs, There could not but be other dogs on so vast a place, but they did not count.
m5_script2_ipadflat_office1_0013	They came and went, resided in the populous kennels, or lived obscurely in the recesses of the house after the fashion of Toots, the Japanese pug, or Ysabel, the Mexican hairless,—strange creatures that rarely put nose out of doors or set foot to ground.
m5_script2_ipadflat_office1_0014	On the other hand, there were the fox terriers, a score of them at least, who yelped fearful promises at Toots and Ysabel looking out of the windows at them and protected by a legion of housemaids armed with brooms and mops.
m5_script2_ipadflat_office1_0015	But Buck was neither house-dog nor kennel-dog.
m5_script2_ipadflat_office1_0017	He plunged into the swimming tank or went hunting with the Judge's sons; he escorted Mollie and Alice, the Judge's daughters, on long twilight or early morning rambles; on wintry nights he lay at the Judge's feet before the roaring library fire; he carried the Judge's grandsons on his back, or rolled them in the grass, and guarded their footsteps through wild adventures down to the fountain in the stable yard, and even beyond, where the paddocks were, and the berry patches.
m5_script2_ipadflat_office1_0018	Among the terriers he stalked imperiously, and Toots and Ysabel he utterly ignored, for he was king,—king over all creeping, crawling, flying things of Judge Miller's place, humans included.
f6_script2_ipad_office1_0000	Buck did not read the newspapers, or he would have known that trouble was brewing, not alone for himself, but for every tide- water dog, strong of muscle and with warm, long hair, from Puget Sound to San Diego.
f6_script2_ipad_office1_0001	Because men, groping in the Arctic darkness, had found a yellow metal, and because steamship and transportation companies were booming the find, thousands of men were rushing into the Northland.
f6_script2_ipad_office1_0002	These men wanted dogs, and the dogs they wanted were heavy dogs, with strong muscles by which to toil, and furry coats to protect them from the frost.
f6_script2_ipad_office1_0003	Buck lived at a big house in the sun-kissed Santa Clara Valley.
f6_script2_ipad_office1_0005	It stood back from the road, half hidden among the trees, through which glimpses could be caught of the wide cool veranda that ran around its four sides.
f6_script2_ipad_office1_0006	The house was approached by gravelled driveways which wound about through wide-spreading lawns and under the interlacing boughs of tall poplars.
f6_script2_ipad_office1_0007	At the rear things were on even a more spacious scale than at the front.
f6_script2_ipad_office1_0008	There were great stables, where a dozen grooms and boys held forth, rows of vine-clad servants' cottages, an endless and orderly array of outhouses, long grape arbors, green pastures, orchards, and berry patches.
f6_script2_ipad_office1_0009	Then there was the pumping plant for the artesian well, and the big cement tank where Judge Miller's boys took their morning plunge and kept cool in the hot afternoon.
f6_script2_ipad_office1_0010	And over this great demesne Buck ruled.
f6_script2_ipad_office1_0011	Here he was born, and here he had lived the four years of his life.
f6_script2_ipad_office1_0012	It was true, there were other dogs, There could not but be other dogs on so vast a place, but they did not count.
f6_script2_ipad_office1_0013	They came and went, resided in the populous kennels, or lived obscurely in the recesses of the house after the fashion of Toots, the Japanese pug, or Ysabel, the Mexican hairless,—strange creatures that rarely put nose out of doors or set foot to ground.
f6_script2_ipad_office1_0014	On the other hand, there were the fox terriers, a score of them at least, who yelped fearful promises at Toots and Ysabel looking out of the windows at them and protected by a legion of housemaids armed with brooms and mops.
f6_script2_ipad_office1_0015	But Buck was neither house-dog nor kennel-dog.
f6_script2_ipad_office1_0017	He plunged into the swimming tank or went hunting with the Judge's sons; he escorted Mollie and Alice, the Judge's daughters, on long twilight or early morning rambles; on wintry nights he lay at the Judge's feet before the roaring library fire; he carried the Judge's grandsons on his back, or rolled them in the grass, and guarded their footsteps through wild adventures down to the fountain in the stable yard, and even beyond, where the paddocks were, and the berry patches.
f6_script2_ipad_office1_0018	Among the terriers he stalked imperiously, and Toots and Ysabel he utterly ignored, for he was king,—king over all creeping, crawling, flying things of Judge Miller's place, humans included.
m2_script2_ipadflat_office1_0000	Buck did not read the newspapers, or he would have known that trouble was brewing, not alone for himself, but for every tide- water dog, strong of muscle and with warm, long hair, from Puget Sound to San Diego.
m2_script2_ipadflat_office1_0001	Because men, groping in the Arctic darkness, had found a yellow metal, and because steamship and transportation companies were booming the find, thousands of men were rushing into the Northland.
m2_script2_ipadflat_office1_0002	These men wanted dogs, and the dogs they wanted were heavy dogs, with strong muscles by which to toil, and furry coats to protect them from the frost.
m2_script2_ipadflat_office1_0003	Buck lived at a big house in the sun-kissed Santa Clara Valley.
m2_script2_ipadflat_office1_0004	Judge Miller's place, it was called.
m2_script2_ipadflat_office1_0005	It stood back from the road, half hidden among the trees, through which glimpses could be caught of the wide cool veranda that ran around its four sides.
m2_script2_ipadflat_office1_0006	The house was approached by gravelled driveways which wound about through wide-spreading lawns and under the interlacing boughs of tall poplars.
m2_script2_ipadflat_office1_0007	At the rear things were on even a more spacious scale than at the front.
m2_script2_ipadflat_office1_0008	There were great stables, where a dozen grooms and boys held forth, rows of vine-clad servants' cottages, an endless and orderly array of outhouses, long grape arbors, green pastures, orchards, and berry patches.
m2_script2_ipadflat_office1_0009	Then there was the pumping plant for the artesian well, and the big cement tank where Judge Miller's boys took their morning plunge and kept cool in the hot afternoon.
m2_script2_ipadflat_office1_0010	And over this great demesne Buck ruled.
m2_script2_ipadflat_office1_0011	Here he was born, and here he had lived the four years of his life.
m2_script2_ipadflat_office1_0012	It was true, there were other dogs, There could not but be other dogs on so vast a place, but they did not count.
m2_script2_ipadflat_office1_0013	They came and went, resided in the populous kennels, or lived obscurely in the recesses of the house after the fashion of Toots, the Japanese pug, or Ysabel, the Mexican hairless,—strange creatures that rarely put nose out of doors or set foot to ground.
m2_script2_ipadflat_office1_0014	On the other hand, there were the fox terriers, a score of them at least, who yelped fearful promises at Toots and Ysabel looking out of the windows at them and protected by a legion of housemaids armed with brooms and mops.
m2_script2_ipadflat_office1_0015	But Buck was neither house-dog nor kennel-dog.
m2_script2_ipadflat_office1_0017	He plunged into the swimming tank or went hunting with the Judge's sons; he escorted Mollie and Alice, the Judge's daughters, on long twilight or early morning rambles; on wintry nights he lay at the Judge's feet before the roaring library fire; he carried the Judge's grandsons on his back, or rolled them in the grass, and guarded their footsteps through wild adventures down to the fountain in the stable yard, and even beyond, where the paddocks were, and the berry patches.
m2_script2_ipadflat_office1_0018	Among the terriers he stalked imperiously, and Toots and Ysabel he utterly ignored, for he was king,—king over all creeping, crawling, flying things of Judge Miller's place, humans included.
m8_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0000	The appearance of the island when I came on deck next morning was altogether changed.
m8_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0001	Although the breeze had now utterly ceased, we had made a great deal of way during the night and were now lying becalmed about half a mile to the south-east of the low eastern coast.
m8_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0002	Grey-coloured woods covered a large part of the surface.
m8_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0003	This even tint was indeed broken up by streaks of yellow sand-break in the lower lands, and by many tall trees of the pine family, out-topping the others—some singly, some in clumps; but the general colouring was uniform and sad.
m8_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0004	The hills ran up clear above the vegetation in spires of naked rock.
m8_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0005	All were strangely shaped, and the Spyglass, which was by three or four hundred feet the tallest on the island, was likewise the strangest in configuration, running up sheer from almost every side and then suddenly cut off at the top like a pedestal to put a statue on.
m8_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0006	The Hispaniola was rolling scuppers under in the ocean swell.
m8_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0007	The booms were tearing at the blocks, the rudder was banging to and fro, and the whole ship creaking, groaning, and jumping like a manufactory.
m8_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0008	I had to cling tight to the backstay, and the world turned giddily before my eyes, for though I was a good enough sailor when there was way on, this standing still and being rolled about like a bottle was a thing I never learned to stand without a qualm or so, above all in the morning, on an empty stomach.
m8_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0009	Perhaps it was this—perhaps it was the look of the island, with its grey, melancholy woods, and wild stone spires, and the surf that we could both see and hear foaming and thundering on the steep beach—at least, although the sun shone bright and hot, and the shore birds were fishing and crying all around us, and you would have thought anyone would have been glad to get to land after being so long at sea, my heart sank, as the saying is, into my boots; and from the first look onward, I hated the very thought of Treasure Island.
m8_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0010	We had a dreary morning's work before us, for there was no sign of any wind, and the boats had to be got out and manned, and the ship warped three or four miles round the corner of the island and up the narrow passage to the haven behind Skeleton Island.
m8_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0011	I volunteered for one of the boats, where I had, of course, no business.
m8_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0012	The heat was sweltering, and the men grumbled fiercely over their work.
m8_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0013	Anderson was in command of my boat, and instead of keeping the crew in order, he grumbled as loud as the worst.
m8_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0014	"Well," he said with an oath, "it's not forever."
m8_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0015	I thought this was a very bad sign, for up to that day the men had gone briskly and willingly about their business; but the very sight of the island had relaxed the cords of discipline.
f4_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0000	Buck did not read the newspapers, or he would have known that trouble was brewing, not alone for himself, but for every tide- water dog, strong of muscle and with warm, long hair, from Puget Sound to San Diego.
f4_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0001	Because men, groping in the Arctic darkness, had found a yellow metal, and because steamship and transportation companies were booming the find, thousands of men were rushing into the Northland.
f4_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0002	These men wanted dogs, and the dogs they wanted were heavy dogs, with strong muscles by which to toil, and furry coats to protect them from the frost.
f4_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0003	Buck lived at a big house in the sun-kissed Santa Clara Valley.
f4_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0004	Judge Miller's place, it was called.
f4_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0005	It stood back from the road, half hidden among the trees, through which glimpses could be caught of the wide cool veranda that ran around its four sides.
f4_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0006	The house was approached by gravelled driveways which wound about through wide-spreading lawns and under the interlacing boughs of tall poplars.
f4_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0007	At the rear things were on even a more spacious scale than at the front.
f4_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0008	There were great stables, where a dozen grooms and boys held forth, rows of vine-clad servants' cottages, an endless and orderly array of outhouses, long grape arbors, green pastures, orchards, and berry patches.
f4_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0009	Then there was the pumping plant for the artesian well, and the big cement tank where Judge Miller's boys took their morning plunge and kept cool in the hot afternoon.
f4_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0010	And over this great demesne Buck ruled.
f4_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0011	Here he was born, and here he had lived the four years of his life.
f4_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0012	It was true, there were other dogs, There could not but be other dogs on so vast a place, but they did not count.
f4_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0013	They came and went, resided in the populous kennels, or lived obscurely in the recesses of the house after the fashion of Toots, the Japanese pug, or Ysabel, the Mexican hairless,—strange creatures that rarely put nose out of doors or set foot to ground.
f4_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0014	On the other hand, there were the fox terriers, a score of them at least, who yelped fearful promises at Toots and Ysabel looking out of the windows at them and protected by a legion of housemaids armed with brooms and mops.
f4_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0015	But Buck was neither house-dog nor kennel-dog.
f4_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0017	He plunged into the swimming tank or went hunting with the Judge's sons; he escorted Mollie and Alice, the Judge's daughters, on long twilight or early morning rambles; on wintry nights he lay at the Judge's feet before the roaring library fire; he carried the Judge's grandsons on his back, or rolled them in the grass, and guarded their footsteps through wild adventures down to the fountain in the stable yard, and even beyond, where the paddocks were, and the berry patches.
f4_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0018	Among the terriers he stalked imperiously, and Toots and Ysabel he utterly ignored, for he was king,—king over all creeping, crawling, flying things of Judge Miller's place, humans included.
f10_script3_iphone_balcony1_0000	Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, “and what is the use of a book,” thought Alice, “without pictures or conversation?” So she was considering, in her own mind, whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her.
f10_script3_iphone_balcony1_0001	There was nothing so very remarkable in that; nor did Alice think it so very much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself “Oh dear!
f10_script3_iphone_balcony1_0003	I shall be too late!”; but when the Rabbit actually took a watch out of its waistcoat-pocket, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch to take out of it, and, burning with curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under the hedge.
f10_script3_iphone_balcony1_0004	In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how in the world she was to get out again.
f10_script3_iphone_balcony1_0005	The rabbit-hole went straight on like a tunnel for some way, and then dipped suddenly down, so suddenly that Alice had not a moment to think about stopping herself before she found herself falling down what seemed to be a very deep well.
f10_script3_iphone_balcony1_0006	Either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly, for she had plenty of time as she went down to look about her, and to wonder what was going to happen next.
f10_script3_iphone_balcony1_0007	First, she tried to look down and make out what she was coming to, but it was too dark to see anything: then she looked at the sides of the well, and noticed that they were filled with cupboards and bookshelves: here and there she saw maps and pictures hung upon pegs.
f10_script3_iphone_balcony1_0008	She took down a jar from one of the shelves as she passed: it was labelled “ORANGE MARMALADE,” but to her great disappointment it was empty: she did not like to drop the jar, for fear of killing somebody underneath, so managed to put it into one of the cupboards as she fell past it.
f10_script3_iphone_balcony1_0009	“Well!” thought Alice to herself.
f10_script3_iphone_balcony1_0010	“After such a fall as this, I shall think nothing of tumbling down-stairs!
f10_script3_iphone_balcony1_0011	How brave they’ll all think me at home!
f10_script3_iphone_balcony1_0012	Why, I wouldn’t say anything about it, even if I fell off the top of the house!” Down, down, down.
f10_script3_iphone_balcony1_0013	Would the fall never come to an end?
f10_script3_iphone_balcony1_0014	“I wonder how many miles I’ve fallen by this time?” she said aloud.
f10_script3_iphone_balcony1_0015	“I must be getting somewhere near the centre of the earth.
f10_script3_iphone_balcony1_0016	Let me see: that would be four thousand miles down, I think—yes, that’s about the right distance—but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I’ve got to?”
m7_script1_ipad_confroom1_0000	The appearance of the island when I came on deck next morning was altogether changed.
m7_script1_ipad_confroom1_0001	Although the breeze had now utterly ceased, we had made a great deal of way during the night and were now lying becalmed about half a mile to the south-east of the low eastern coast.
m7_script1_ipad_confroom1_0002	Grey-coloured woods covered a large part of the surface.
m7_script1_ipad_confroom1_0003	This even tint was indeed broken up by streaks of yellow sand-break in the lower lands, and by many tall trees of the pine family, out-topping the others—some singly, some in clumps; but the general colouring was uniform and sad.
m7_script1_ipad_confroom1_0004	The hills ran up clear above the vegetation in spires of naked rock.
m7_script1_ipad_confroom1_0005	All were strangely shaped, and the Spyglass, which was by three or four hundred feet the tallest on the island, was likewise the strangest in configuration, running up sheer from almost every side and then suddenly cut off at the top like a pedestal to put a statue on.
m7_script1_ipad_confroom1_0006	The Hispaniola was rolling scuppers under in the ocean swell.
m7_script1_ipad_confroom1_0007	The booms were tearing at the blocks, the rudder was banging to and fro, and the whole ship creaking, groaning, and jumping like a manufactory.
m7_script1_ipad_confroom1_0008	I had to cling tight to the backstay, and the world turned giddily before my eyes, for though I was a good enough sailor when there was way on, this standing still and being rolled about like a bottle was a thing I never learned to stand without a qualm or so, above all in the morning, on an empty stomach.
m7_script1_ipad_confroom1_0009	Perhaps it was this—perhaps it was the look of the island, with its grey, melancholy woods, and wild stone spires, and the surf that we could both see and hear foaming and thundering on the steep beach—at least, although the sun shone bright and hot, and the shore birds were fishing and crying all around us, and you would have thought anyone would have been glad to get to land after being so long at sea, my heart sank, as the saying is, into my boots; and from the first look onward, I hated the very thought of Treasure Island.
m7_script1_ipad_confroom1_0010	We had a dreary morning's work before us, for there was no sign of any wind, and the boats had to be got out and manned, and the ship warped three or four miles round the corner of the island and up the narrow passage to the haven behind Skeleton Island.
m7_script1_ipad_confroom1_0011	I volunteered for one of the boats, where I had, of course, no business.
m7_script1_ipad_confroom1_0012	The heat was sweltering, and the men grumbled fiercely over their work.
m7_script1_ipad_confroom1_0013	Anderson was in command of my boat, and instead of keeping the crew in order, he grumbled as loud as the worst.
m7_script1_ipad_confroom1_0014	"Well," he said with an oath, "it's not forever."
m7_script1_ipad_confroom1_0015	I thought this was a very bad sign, for up to that day the men had gone briskly and willingly about their business; but the very sight of the island had relaxed the cords of discipline.
m6_script4_iphone_bedroom1_0000	We stopped under the willows by Kempton Park, and lunched.
m6_script4_iphone_bedroom1_0001	It is a pretty little spot there: a pleasant grass plateau, running along by the water's edge, and overhung by willows.
m6_script4_iphone_bedroom1_0002	We had just commenced the third course - the bread and jam - when a gentleman in shirt-sleeves and a short pipe came along, and wanted to know if we knew that we were trespassing.
m6_script4_iphone_bedroom1_0003	We said we hadn't given the matter sufficient consideration as yet to enable us to arrive at a definite conclusion on that point, but that, if he assured us on his word as a gentleman that we WERE trespassing, we would, without further hesitation, believe it.
m6_script4_iphone_bedroom1_0004	He gave us the required assurance, and we thanked him, but he still hung about, and seemed to be dissatisfied, so we asked him if there was anything further that we could do for him; and Harris, who is of a chummy disposition, offered him a bit of bread and jam.
m6_script4_iphone_bedroom1_0005	I fancy he must have belonged to some society sworn to abstain from bread and jam; for he declined it quite gruffly, as if he were vexed at being tempted with it, and he added that it was his duty to turn us off.
m6_script4_iphone_bedroom1_0006	Harris said that if it was a duty it ought to be done, and asked the man what was his idea with regard to the best means for accomplishing it.
m6_script4_iphone_bedroom1_0007	Harris is what you would call a well-made man of about number one size, and looks hard and bony, and the man measured him up and down, and said he would go and consult his master, and then come back and chuck us both into the river.
m6_script4_iphone_bedroom1_0008	Of course, we never saw him any more, and, of course, all he really wanted was a shilling.
m6_script4_iphone_bedroom1_0009	There are a certain number of riverside roughs who make quite an income, during the summer, by slouching about the banks and blackmailing weakminded noodles in this way.
m6_script4_iphone_bedroom1_0010	They represent themselves as sent by the proprietor.
m6_script4_iphone_bedroom1_0011	The proper course to pursue is to offer your name and address, and leave the owner, if he really has anything to do with the matter, to summon you, and prove what damage you have done to his land by sitting down on a bit of it.
m6_script4_iphone_bedroom1_0012	But the majority of people are so intensely lazy and timid, that they prefer to encourage the imposition by giving in to it rather than put an end to it by the exertion of a little firmness.
f10_script1_ipadflat_confroom1_0000	The appearance of the island when I came on deck next morning was altogether changed.
f10_script1_ipadflat_confroom1_0001	Although the breeze had now utterly ceased, we had made a great deal of way during the night and were now lying becalmed about half a mile to the south-east of the low eastern coast.
f10_script1_ipadflat_confroom1_0002	Grey-coloured woods covered a large part of the surface.
f10_script1_ipadflat_confroom1_0003	This even tint was indeed broken up by streaks of yellow sand-break in the lower lands, and by many tall trees of the pine family, out-topping the others—some singly, some in clumps; but the general colouring was uniform and sad.
f10_script1_ipadflat_confroom1_0004	The hills ran up clear above the vegetation in spires of naked rock.
f10_script1_ipadflat_confroom1_0005	All were strangely shaped, and the Spyglass, which was by three or four hundred feet the tallest on the island, was likewise the strangest in configuration, running up sheer from almost every side and then suddenly cut off at the top like a pedestal to put a statue on.
f10_script1_ipadflat_confroom1_0006	The Hispaniola was rolling scuppers under in the ocean swell.
f10_script1_ipadflat_confroom1_0007	The booms were tearing at the blocks, the rudder was banging to and fro, and the whole ship creaking, groaning, and jumping like a manufactory.
f10_script1_ipadflat_confroom1_0008	I had to cling tight to the backstay, and the world turned giddily before my eyes, for though I was a good enough sailor when there was way on, this standing still and being rolled about like a bottle was a thing I never learned to stand without a qualm or so, above all in the morning, on an empty stomach.
f10_script1_ipadflat_confroom1_0009	Perhaps it was this—perhaps it was the look of the island, with its grey, melancholy woods, and wild stone spires, and the surf that we could both see and hear foaming and thundering on the steep beach—at least, although the sun shone bright and hot, and the shore birds were fishing and crying all around us, and you would have thought anyone would have been glad to get to land after being so long at sea, my heart sank, as the saying is, into my boots; and from the first look onward, I hated the very thought of Treasure Island.
f10_script1_ipadflat_confroom1_0010	We had a dreary morning's work before us, for there was no sign of any wind, and the boats had to be got out and manned, and the ship warped three or four miles round the corner of the island and up the narrow passage to the haven behind Skeleton Island.
f10_script1_ipadflat_confroom1_0011	I volunteered for one of the boats, where I had, of course, no business.
f10_script1_ipadflat_confroom1_0012	The heat was sweltering, and the men grumbled fiercely over their work.
f10_script1_ipadflat_confroom1_0013	Anderson was in command of my boat, and instead of keeping the crew in order, he grumbled as loud as the worst.
f10_script1_ipadflat_confroom1_0014	"Well," he said with an oath, "it's not forever."
f10_script1_ipadflat_confroom1_0015	I thought this was a very bad sign, for up to that day the men had gone briskly and willingly about their business; but the very sight of the island had relaxed the cords of discipline.
f10_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0000	Buck did not read the newspapers, or he would have known that trouble was brewing, not alone for himself, but for every tide- water dog, strong of muscle and with warm, long hair, from Puget Sound to San Diego.
f10_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0001	Because men, groping in the Arctic darkness, had found a yellow metal, and because steamship and transportation companies were booming the find, thousands of men were rushing into the Northland.
f10_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0002	These men wanted dogs, and the dogs they wanted were heavy dogs, with strong muscles by which to toil, and furry coats to protect them from the frost.
f10_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0003	Buck lived at a big house in the sun-kissed Santa Clara Valley.
f10_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0004	Judge Miller's place, it was called.
f10_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0005	It stood back from the road, half hidden among the trees, through which glimpses could be caught of the wide cool veranda that ran around its four sides.
f10_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0006	The house was approached by gravelled driveways which wound about through wide-spreading lawns and under the interlacing boughs of tall poplars.
f10_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0007	At the rear things were on even a more spacious scale than at the front.
f10_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0008	There were great stables, where a dozen grooms and boys held forth, rows of vine-clad servants' cottages, an endless and orderly array of outhouses, long grape arbors, green pastures, orchards, and berry patches.
f10_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0009	Then there was the pumping plant for the artesian well, and the big cement tank where Judge Miller's boys took their morning plunge and kept cool in the hot afternoon.
f10_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0010	And over this great demesne Buck ruled.
f10_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0011	Here he was born, and here he had lived the four years of his life.
f10_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0012	It was true, there were other dogs, There could not but be other dogs on so vast a place, but they did not count.
f10_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0013	They came and went, resided in the populous kennels, or lived obscurely in the recesses of the house after the fashion of Toots, the Japanese pug, or Ysabel, the Mexican hairless,—strange creatures that rarely put nose out of doors or set foot to ground.
f10_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0014	On the other hand, there were the fox terriers, a score of them at least, who yelped fearful promises at Toots and Ysabel looking out of the windows at them and protected by a legion of housemaids armed with brooms and mops.
f10_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0015	But Buck was neither house-dog nor kennel-dog.
f10_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0017	He plunged into the swimming tank or went hunting with the Judge's sons; he escorted Mollie and Alice, the Judge's daughters, on long twilight or early morning rambles; on wintry nights he lay at the Judge's feet before the roaring library fire; he carried the Judge's grandsons on his back, or rolled them in the grass, and guarded their footsteps through wild adventures down to the fountain in the stable yard, and even beyond, where the paddocks were, and the berry patches.
f10_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0018	Among the terriers he stalked imperiously, and Toots and Ysabel he utterly ignored, for he was king,—king over all creeping, crawling, flying things of Judge Miller's place, humans included.
f9_script4_ipad_confroom2_0000	We stopped under the willows by Kempton Park, and lunched.
f9_script4_ipad_confroom2_0001	It is a pretty little spot there: a pleasant grass plateau, running along by the water's edge, and overhung by willows.
f9_script4_ipad_confroom2_0002	We had just commenced the third course - the bread and jam - when a gentleman in shirt-sleeves and a short pipe came along, and wanted to know if we knew that we were trespassing.
f9_script4_ipad_confroom2_0003	We said we hadn't given the matter sufficient consideration as yet to enable us to arrive at a definite conclusion on that point, but that, if he assured us on his word as a gentleman that we WERE trespassing, we would, without further hesitation, believe it.
f9_script4_ipad_confroom2_0004	He gave us the required assurance, and we thanked him, but he still hung about, and seemed to be dissatisfied, so we asked him if there was anything further that we could do for him; and Harris, who is of a chummy disposition, offered him a bit of bread and jam.
f9_script4_ipad_confroom2_0005	I fancy he must have belonged to some society sworn to abstain from bread and jam; for he declined it quite gruffly, as if he were vexed at being tempted with it, and he added that it was his duty to turn us off.
f9_script4_ipad_confroom2_0006	Harris said that if it was a duty it ought to be done, and asked the man what was his idea with regard to the best means for accomplishing it.
f9_script4_ipad_confroom2_0007	Harris is what you would call a well-made man of about number one size, and looks hard and bony, and the man measured him up and down, and said he would go and consult his master, and then come back and chuck us both into the river.
f9_script4_ipad_confroom2_0008	Of course, we never saw him any more, and, of course, all he really wanted was a shilling.
f9_script4_ipad_confroom2_0009	There are a certain number of riverside roughs who make quite an income, during the summer, by slouching about the banks and blackmailing weakminded noodles in this way.
f9_script4_ipad_confroom2_0010	They represent themselves as sent by the proprietor.
f9_script4_ipad_confroom2_0011	The proper course to pursue is to offer your name and address, and leave the owner, if he really has anything to do with the matter, to summon you, and prove what damage you have done to his land by sitting down on a bit of it.
f9_script4_ipad_confroom2_0012	But the majority of people are so intensely lazy and timid, that they prefer to encourage the imposition by giving in to it rather than put an end to it by the exertion of a little firmness.
f5_script2_cleanraw_0000	Buck did not read the newspapers, or he would have known that trouble was brewing, not alone for himself, but for every tide- water dog, strong of muscle and with warm, long hair, from Puget Sound to San Diego.
f5_script2_cleanraw_0001	Because men, groping in the Arctic darkness, had found a yellow metal, and because steamship and transportation companies were booming the find, thousands of men were rushing into the Northland.
f5_script2_cleanraw_0002	These men wanted dogs, and the dogs they wanted were heavy dogs, with strong muscles by which to toil, and furry coats to protect them from the frost.
f5_script2_cleanraw_0003	Buck lived at a big house in the sun-kissed Santa Clara Valley.
f5_script2_cleanraw_0004	Judge Miller's place, it was called.
f5_script2_cleanraw_0005	It stood back from the road, half hidden among the trees, through which glimpses could be caught of the wide cool veranda that ran around its four sides.
f5_script2_cleanraw_0006	The house was approached by gravelled driveways which wound about through wide-spreading lawns and under the interlacing boughs of tall poplars.
f5_script2_cleanraw_0007	At the rear things were on even a more spacious scale than at the front.
f5_script2_cleanraw_0008	There were great stables, where a dozen grooms and boys held forth, rows of vine-clad servants' cottages, an endless and orderly array of outhouses, long grape arbors, green pastures, orchards, and berry patches.
f5_script2_cleanraw_0009	Then there was the pumping plant for the artesian well, and the big cement tank where Judge Miller's boys took their morning plunge and kept cool in the hot afternoon.
f5_script2_cleanraw_0010	And over this great demesne Buck ruled.
f5_script2_cleanraw_0011	Here he was born, and here he had lived the four years of his life.
f5_script2_cleanraw_0012	It was true, there were other dogs, There could not but be other dogs on so vast a place, but they did not count.
f5_script2_cleanraw_0013	They came and went, resided in the populous kennels, or lived obscurely in the recesses of the house after the fashion of Toots, the Japanese pug, or Ysabel, the Mexican hairless,—strange creatures that rarely put nose out of doors or set foot to ground.
f5_script2_cleanraw_0014	On the other hand, there were the fox terriers, a score of them at least, who yelped fearful promises at Toots and Ysabel looking out of the windows at them and protected by a legion of housemaids armed with brooms and mops.
f5_script2_cleanraw_0015	But Buck was neither house-dog nor kennel-dog.
f5_script2_cleanraw_0017	He plunged into the swimming tank or went hunting with the Judge's sons; he escorted Mollie and Alice, the Judge's daughters, on long twilight or early morning rambles; on wintry nights he lay at the Judge's feet before the roaring library fire; he carried the Judge's grandsons on his back, or rolled them in the grass, and guarded their footsteps through wild adventures down to the fountain in the stable yard, and even beyond, where the paddocks were, and the berry patches.
f5_script2_cleanraw_0018	Among the terriers he stalked imperiously, and Toots and Ysabel he utterly ignored, for he was king,—king over all creeping, crawling, flying things of Judge Miller's place, humans included.
m2_script5_cleanraw_0000	Captain Nemo stood up.
m2_script5_cleanraw_0002	Contrived at the rear of the dining room, a double door opened, and I entered a room whose dimensions equaled the one I had just left.
m2_script5_cleanraw_0004	Tall, black–rosewood bookcases, inlaid with copperwork, held on their wide shelves a large number of uniformly bound books.
m2_script5_cleanraw_0005	These furnishings followed the contours of the room, their lower parts leading to huge couches upholstered in maroon leather and curved for maximum comfort.
m2_script5_cleanraw_0006	Light, movable reading stands, which could be pushed away or pulled near as desired, allowed books to be positioned on them for easy study.
m2_script5_cleanraw_0007	In the center stood a huge table covered with pamphlets, among which some newspapers, long out of date, were visible.
m2_script5_cleanraw_0008	Electric light flooded this whole harmonious totality, falling from four frosted half globes set in the scrollwork of the ceiling.
m2_script5_cleanraw_0009	I stared in genuine wonderment at this room so ingeniously laid out, and I couldn't believe my eyes.
m2_script5_cleanraw_0010	"Captain Nemo," I told my host, who had just stretched out on a couch, "this is a library that would do credit to more than one continental palace, and I truly marvel to think it can go with you into the deepest seas."
m2_script5_cleanraw_0011	"Where could one find greater silence or solitude, professor?"
m2_script5_cleanraw_0013	"Did your study at the museum afford you such a perfect retreat?"
m2_script5_cleanraw_0014	"No, sir, and I might add that it's quite a humble one next to yours.
m2_script5_cleanraw_0015	You own 6,000 or 7,000 volumes here … " "12,000, Professor Aronnax.
m2_script5_cleanraw_0016	They're my sole remaining ties with dry land.
m2_script5_cleanraw_0017	But I was done with the shore the day my Nautilus submerged for the first time under the waters.
m2_script5_cleanraw_0018	That day I purchased my last volumes, my last pamphlets, my last newspapers, and ever since I've chosen to believe that humanity no longer thinks or writes.
m2_script5_cleanraw_0019	In any event, professor, these books are at your disposal, and you may use them freely."
m2_script5_cleanraw_0020	I thanked Captain Nemo and approached the shelves of this library.
m2_script5_cleanraw_0021	Written in every language, books on science, ethics, and literature were there in abundance, but I didn't see a single work on economics—they seemed to be strictly banned on board.
m2_script5_cleanraw_0022	One odd detail: all these books were shelved indiscriminately without regard to the language in which they were written, and this jumble proved that the Nautilus's captain could read fluently whatever volumes he chanced to pick up.
f5_script2_ipadflat_office1_0000	Buck did not read the newspapers, or he would have known that trouble was brewing, not alone for himself, but for every tide- water dog, strong of muscle and with warm, long hair, from Puget Sound to San Diego.
f5_script2_ipadflat_office1_0001	Because men, groping in the Arctic darkness, had found a yellow metal, and because steamship and transportation companies were booming the find, thousands of men were rushing into the Northland.
f5_script2_ipadflat_office1_0002	These men wanted dogs, and the dogs they wanted were heavy dogs, with strong muscles by which to toil, and furry coats to protect them from the frost.
f5_script2_ipadflat_office1_0003	Buck lived at a big house in the sun-kissed Santa Clara Valley.
f5_script2_ipadflat_office1_0004	Judge Miller's place, it was called.
f5_script2_ipadflat_office1_0005	It stood back from the road, half hidden among the trees, through which glimpses could be caught of the wide cool veranda that ran around its four sides.
f5_script2_ipadflat_office1_0006	The house was approached by gravelled driveways which wound about through wide-spreading lawns and under the interlacing boughs of tall poplars.
f5_script2_ipadflat_office1_0007	At the rear things were on even a more spacious scale than at the front.
f5_script2_ipadflat_office1_0008	There were great stables, where a dozen grooms and boys held forth, rows of vine-clad servants' cottages, an endless and orderly array of outhouses, long grape arbors, green pastures, orchards, and berry patches.
f5_script2_ipadflat_office1_0009	Then there was the pumping plant for the artesian well, and the big cement tank where Judge Miller's boys took their morning plunge and kept cool in the hot afternoon.
f5_script2_ipadflat_office1_0010	And over this great demesne Buck ruled.
f5_script2_ipadflat_office1_0011	Here he was born, and here he had lived the four years of his life.
f5_script2_ipadflat_office1_0012	It was true, there were other dogs, There could not but be other dogs on so vast a place, but they did not count.
f5_script2_ipadflat_office1_0013	They came and went, resided in the populous kennels, or lived obscurely in the recesses of the house after the fashion of Toots, the Japanese pug, or Ysabel, the Mexican hairless,—strange creatures that rarely put nose out of doors or set foot to ground.
f5_script2_ipadflat_office1_0014	On the other hand, there were the fox terriers, a score of them at least, who yelped fearful promises at Toots and Ysabel looking out of the windows at them and protected by a legion of housemaids armed with brooms and mops.
f5_script2_ipadflat_office1_0015	But Buck was neither house-dog nor kennel-dog.
f5_script2_ipadflat_office1_0017	He plunged into the swimming tank or went hunting with the Judge's sons; he escorted Mollie and Alice, the Judge's daughters, on long twilight or early morning rambles; on wintry nights he lay at the Judge's feet before the roaring library fire; he carried the Judge's grandsons on his back, or rolled them in the grass, and guarded their footsteps through wild adventures down to the fountain in the stable yard, and even beyond, where the paddocks were, and the berry patches.
f5_script2_ipadflat_office1_0018	Among the terriers he stalked imperiously, and Toots and Ysabel he utterly ignored, for he was king,—king over all creeping, crawling, flying things of Judge Miller's place, humans included.
m4_script3_ipad_office2_0000	Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, “and what is the use of a book,” thought Alice, “without pictures or conversation?” So she was considering, in her own mind, whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her.
m4_script3_ipad_office2_0001	There was nothing so very remarkable in that; nor did Alice think it so very much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself “Oh dear!
m4_script3_ipad_office2_0003	I shall be too late!”; but when the Rabbit actually took a watch out of its waistcoat-pocket, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch to take out of it, and, burning with curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under the hedge.
m4_script3_ipad_office2_0004	In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how in the world she was to get out again.
m4_script3_ipad_office2_0005	The rabbit-hole went straight on like a tunnel for some way, and then dipped suddenly down, so suddenly that Alice had not a moment to think about stopping herself before she found herself falling down what seemed to be a very deep well.
m4_script3_ipad_office2_0006	Either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly, for she had plenty of time as she went down to look about her, and to wonder what was going to happen next.
m4_script3_ipad_office2_0007	First, she tried to look down and make out what she was coming to, but it was too dark to see anything: then she looked at the sides of the well, and noticed that they were filled with cupboards and bookshelves: here and there she saw maps and pictures hung upon pegs.
m4_script3_ipad_office2_0008	She took down a jar from one of the shelves as she passed: it was labelled “ORANGE MARMALADE,” but to her great disappointment it was empty: she did not like to drop the jar, for fear of killing somebody underneath, so managed to put it into one of the cupboards as she fell past it.
m4_script3_ipad_office2_0010	“After such a fall as this, I shall think nothing of tumbling down-stairs!
m4_script3_ipad_office2_0011	How brave they’ll all think me at home!
m4_script3_ipad_office2_0012	Why, I wouldn’t say anything about it, even if I fell off the top of the house!” Down, down, down.
m4_script3_ipad_office2_0013	Would the fall never come to an end?
m4_script3_ipad_office2_0014	“I wonder how many miles I’ve fallen by this time?” she said aloud.
m4_script3_ipad_office2_0015	“I must be getting somewhere near the centre of the earth.
m4_script3_ipad_office2_0016	Let me see: that would be four thousand miles down, I think—yes, that’s about the right distance—but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I’ve got to?”
f1_script2_iphone_balcony1_0000	Buck did not read the newspapers, or he would have known that trouble was brewing, not alone for himself, but for every tide- water dog, strong of muscle and with warm, long hair, from Puget Sound to San Diego.
f1_script2_iphone_balcony1_0001	Because men, groping in the Arctic darkness, had found a yellow metal, and because steamship and transportation companies were booming the find, thousands of men were rushing into the Northland.
f1_script2_iphone_balcony1_0002	These men wanted dogs, and the dogs they wanted were heavy dogs, with strong muscles by which to toil, and furry coats to protect them from the frost.
f1_script2_iphone_balcony1_0003	Buck lived at a big house in the sun-kissed Santa Clara Valley.
f1_script2_iphone_balcony1_0004	Judge Miller's place, it was called.
f1_script2_iphone_balcony1_0005	It stood back from the road, half hidden among the trees, through which glimpses could be caught of the wide cool veranda that ran around its four sides.
f1_script2_iphone_balcony1_0006	The house was approached by gravelled driveways which wound about through wide-spreading lawns and under the interlacing boughs of tall poplars.
f1_script2_iphone_balcony1_0007	At the rear things were on even a more spacious scale than at the front.
f1_script2_iphone_balcony1_0008	There were great stables, where a dozen grooms and boys held forth, rows of vine-clad servants' cottages, an endless and orderly array of outhouses, long grape arbors, green pastures, orchards, and berry patches.
f1_script2_iphone_balcony1_0009	Then there was the pumping plant for the artesian well, and the big cement tank where Judge Miller's boys took their morning plunge and kept cool in the hot afternoon.
f1_script2_iphone_balcony1_0010	And over this great demesne Buck ruled.
f1_script2_iphone_balcony1_0011	Here he was born, and here he had lived the four years of his life.
f1_script2_iphone_balcony1_0012	It was true, there were other dogs, There could not but be other dogs on so vast a place, but they did not count.
f1_script2_iphone_balcony1_0013	They came and went, resided in the populous kennels, or lived obscurely in the recesses of the house after the fashion of Toots, the Japanese pug, or Ysabel, the Mexican hairless,—strange creatures that rarely put nose out of doors or set foot to ground.
f1_script2_iphone_balcony1_0014	On the other hand, there were the fox terriers, a score of them at least, who yelped fearful promises at Toots and Ysabel looking out of the windows at them and protected by a legion of housemaids armed with brooms and mops.
f1_script2_iphone_balcony1_0015	But Buck was neither house-dog nor kennel-dog.
f1_script2_iphone_balcony1_0017	He plunged into the swimming tank or went hunting with the Judge's sons; he escorted Mollie and Alice, the Judge's daughters, on long twilight or early morning rambles; on wintry nights he lay at the Judge's feet before the roaring library fire; he carried the Judge's grandsons on his back, or rolled them in the grass, and guarded their footsteps through wild adventures down to the fountain in the stable yard, and even beyond, where the paddocks were, and the berry patches.
f1_script2_iphone_balcony1_0018	Among the terriers he stalked imperiously, and Toots and Ysabel he utterly ignored, for he was king,—king over all creeping, crawling, flying things of Judge Miller's place, humans included.
f1_script4_ipad_office1_0000	We stopped under the willows by Kempton Park, and lunched.
f1_script4_ipad_office1_0001	It is a pretty little spot there: a pleasant grass plateau, running along by the water's edge, and overhung by willows.
f1_script4_ipad_office1_0002	We had just commenced the third course - the bread and jam - when a gentleman in shirt-sleeves and a short pipe came along, and wanted to know if we knew that we were trespassing.
f1_script4_ipad_office1_0003	We said we hadn't given the matter sufficient consideration as yet to enable us to arrive at a definite conclusion on that point, but that, if he assured us on his word as a gentleman that we WERE trespassing, we would, without further hesitation, believe it.
f1_script4_ipad_office1_0004	He gave us the required assurance, and we thanked him, but he still hung about, and seemed to be dissatisfied, so we asked him if there was anything further that we could do for him; and Harris, who is of a chummy disposition, offered him a bit of bread and jam.
f1_script4_ipad_office1_0005	I fancy he must have belonged to some society sworn to abstain from bread and jam; for he declined it quite gruffly, as if he were vexed at being tempted with it, and he added that it was his duty to turn us off.
f1_script4_ipad_office1_0006	Harris said that if it was a duty it ought to be done, and asked the man what was his idea with regard to the best means for accomplishing it.
f1_script4_ipad_office1_0007	Harris is what you would call a well-made man of about number one size, and looks hard and bony, and the man measured him up and down, and said he would go and consult his master, and then come back and chuck us both into the river.
f1_script4_ipad_office1_0008	Of course, we never saw him any more, and, of course, all he really wanted was a shilling.
f1_script4_ipad_office1_0009	There are a certain number of riverside roughs who make quite an income, during the summer, by slouching about the banks and blackmailing weakminded noodles in this way.
f1_script4_ipad_office1_0010	They represent themselves as sent by the proprietor.
f1_script4_ipad_office1_0011	The proper course to pursue is to offer your name and address, and leave the owner, if he really has anything to do with the matter, to summon you, and prove what damage you have done to his land by sitting down on a bit of it.
f1_script4_ipad_office1_0012	But the majority of people are so intensely lazy and timid, that they prefer to encourage the imposition by giving in to it rather than put an end to it by the exertion of a little firmness.
m8_script4_ipad_office1_0000	We stopped under the willows by Kempton Park, and lunched.
m8_script4_ipad_office1_0001	It is a pretty little spot there: a pleasant grass plateau, running along by the water's edge, and overhung by willows.
m8_script4_ipad_office1_0002	We had just commenced the third course - the bread and jam - when a gentleman in shirt-sleeves and a short pipe came along, and wanted to know if we knew that we were trespassing.
m8_script4_ipad_office1_0003	We said we hadn't given the matter sufficient consideration as yet to enable us to arrive at a definite conclusion on that point, but that, if he assured us on his word as a gentleman that we WERE trespassing, we would, without further hesitation, believe it.
m8_script4_ipad_office1_0004	He gave us the required assurance, and we thanked him, but he still hung about, and seemed to be dissatisfied, so we asked him if there was anything further that we could do for him; and Harris, who is of a chummy disposition, offered him a bit of bread and jam.
m8_script4_ipad_office1_0005	I fancy he must have belonged to some society sworn to abstain from bread and jam; for he declined it quite gruffly, as if he were vexed at being tempted with it, and he added that it was his duty to turn us off.
m8_script4_ipad_office1_0006	Harris said that if it was a duty it ought to be done, and asked the man what was his idea with regard to the best means for accomplishing it.
m8_script4_ipad_office1_0007	Harris is what you would call a well-made man of about number one size, and looks hard and bony, and the man measured him up and down, and said he would go and consult his master, and then come back and chuck us both into the river.
m8_script4_ipad_office1_0008	Of course, we never saw him any more, and, of course, all he really wanted was a shilling.
m8_script4_ipad_office1_0009	There are a certain number of riverside roughs who make quite an income, during the summer, by slouching about the banks and blackmailing weakminded noodles in this way.
m8_script4_ipad_office1_0010	They represent themselves as sent by the proprietor.
m8_script4_ipad_office1_0011	The proper course to pursue is to offer your name and address, and leave the owner, if he really has anything to do with the matter, to summon you, and prove what damage you have done to his land by sitting down on a bit of it.
m8_script4_ipad_office1_0012	But the majority of people are so intensely lazy and timid, that they prefer to encourage the imposition by giving in to it rather than put an end to it by the exertion of a little firmness.
m3_script2_ipad_confroom2_0000	Buck did not read the newspapers, or he would have known that trouble was brewing, not alone for himself, but for every tide- water dog, strong of muscle and with warm, long hair, from Puget Sound to San Diego.
m3_script2_ipad_confroom2_0001	Because men, groping in the Arctic darkness, had found a yellow metal, and because steamship and transportation companies were booming the find, thousands of men were rushing into the Northland.
m3_script2_ipad_confroom2_0002	These men wanted dogs, and the dogs they wanted were heavy dogs, with strong muscles by which to toil, and furry coats to protect them from the frost.
m3_script2_ipad_confroom2_0003	Buck lived at a big house in the sun-kissed Santa Clara Valley.
m3_script2_ipad_confroom2_0004	Judge Miller's place, it was called.
m3_script2_ipad_confroom2_0005	It stood back from the road, half hidden among the trees, through which glimpses could be caught of the wide cool veranda that ran around its four sides.
m3_script2_ipad_confroom2_0006	The house was approached by gravelled driveways which wound about through wide-spreading lawns and under the interlacing boughs of tall poplars.
m3_script2_ipad_confroom2_0007	At the rear things were on even a more spacious scale than at the front.
m3_script2_ipad_confroom2_0008	There were great stables, where a dozen grooms and boys held forth, rows of vine-clad servants' cottages, an endless and orderly array of outhouses, long grape arbors, green pastures, orchards, and berry patches.
m3_script2_ipad_confroom2_0009	Then there was the pumping plant for the artesian well, and the big cement tank where Judge Miller's boys took their morning plunge and kept cool in the hot afternoon.
m3_script2_ipad_confroom2_0010	And over this great demesne Buck ruled.
m3_script2_ipad_confroom2_0011	Here he was born, and here he had lived the four years of his life.
m3_script2_ipad_confroom2_0012	It was true, there were other dogs, There could not but be other dogs on so vast a place, but they did not count.
m3_script2_ipad_confroom2_0013	They came and went, resided in the populous kennels, or lived obscurely in the recesses of the house after the fashion of Toots, the Japanese pug, or Ysabel, the Mexican hairless,—strange creatures that rarely put nose out of doors or set foot to ground.
m3_script2_ipad_confroom2_0014	On the other hand, there were the fox terriers, a score of them at least, who yelped fearful promises at Toots and Ysabel looking out of the windows at them and protected by a legion of housemaids armed with brooms and mops.
m3_script2_ipad_confroom2_0015	But Buck was neither house-dog nor kennel-dog.
m3_script2_ipad_confroom2_0017	He plunged into the swimming tank or went hunting with the Judge's sons; he escorted Mollie and Alice, the Judge's daughters, on long twilight or early morning rambles; on wintry nights he lay at the Judge's feet before the roaring library fire; he carried the Judge's grandsons on his back, or rolled them in the grass, and guarded their footsteps through wild adventures down to the fountain in the stable yard, and even beyond, where the paddocks were, and the berry patches.
m3_script2_ipad_confroom2_0018	Among the terriers he stalked imperiously, and Toots and Ysabel he utterly ignored, for he was king,—king over all creeping, crawling, flying things of Judge Miller's place, humans included.
m10_script5_ipadflat_office1_0000	Captain Nemo stood up.
m10_script5_ipadflat_office1_0002	Contrived at the rear of the dining room, a double door opened, and I entered a room whose dimensions equaled the one I had just left.
m10_script5_ipadflat_office1_0004	Tall, black–rosewood bookcases, inlaid with copperwork, held on their wide shelves a large number of uniformly bound books.
m10_script5_ipadflat_office1_0005	These furnishings followed the contours of the room, their lower parts leading to huge couches upholstered in maroon leather and curved for maximum comfort.
m10_script5_ipadflat_office1_0006	Light, movable reading stands, which could be pushed away or pulled near as desired, allowed books to be positioned on them for easy study.
m10_script5_ipadflat_office1_0007	In the center stood a huge table covered with pamphlets, among which some newspapers, long out of date, were visible.
m10_script5_ipadflat_office1_0008	Electric light flooded this whole harmonious totality, falling from four frosted half globes set in the scrollwork of the ceiling.
m10_script5_ipadflat_office1_0009	I stared in genuine wonderment at this room so ingeniously laid out, and I couldn't believe my eyes.
m10_script5_ipadflat_office1_0010	"Captain Nemo," I told my host, who had just stretched out on a couch, "this is a library that would do credit to more than one continental palace, and I truly marvel to think it can go with you into the deepest seas."
m10_script5_ipadflat_office1_0011	"Where could one find greater silence or solitude, professor?"
m10_script5_ipadflat_office1_0012	Captain Nemo replied.
m10_script5_ipadflat_office1_0013	"Did your study at the museum afford you such a perfect retreat?"
m10_script5_ipadflat_office1_0014	"No, sir, and I might add that it's quite a humble one next to yours.
m10_script5_ipadflat_office1_0015	You own 6,000 or 7,000 volumes here … " "12,000, Professor Aronnax.
m10_script5_ipadflat_office1_0016	They're my sole remaining ties with dry land.
m10_script5_ipadflat_office1_0017	But I was done with the shore the day my Nautilus submerged for the first time under the waters.
m10_script5_ipadflat_office1_0018	That day I purchased my last volumes, my last pamphlets, my last newspapers, and ever since I've chosen to believe that humanity no longer thinks or writes.
m10_script5_ipadflat_office1_0019	In any event, professor, these books are at your disposal, and you may use them freely."
m10_script5_ipadflat_office1_0020	I thanked Captain Nemo and approached the shelves of this library.
m10_script5_ipadflat_office1_0021	Written in every language, books on science, ethics, and literature were there in abundance, but I didn't see a single work on economics—they seemed to be strictly banned on board.
m10_script5_ipadflat_office1_0022	One odd detail: all these books were shelved indiscriminately without regard to the language in which they were written, and this jumble proved that the Nautilus's captain could read fluently whatever volumes he chanced to pick up.
m4_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0000	The appearance of the island when I came on deck next morning was altogether changed.
m4_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0001	Although the breeze had now utterly ceased, we had made a great deal of way during the night and were now lying becalmed about half a mile to the south-east of the low eastern coast.
m4_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0002	Grey-coloured woods covered a large part of the surface.
m4_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0003	This even tint was indeed broken up by streaks of yellow sand-break in the lower lands, and by many tall trees of the pine family, out-topping the others—some singly, some in clumps; but the general colouring was uniform and sad.
m4_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0004	The hills ran up clear above the vegetation in spires of naked rock.
m4_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0005	All were strangely shaped, and the Spyglass, which was by three or four hundred feet the tallest on the island, was likewise the strangest in configuration, running up sheer from almost every side and then suddenly cut off at the top like a pedestal to put a statue on.
m4_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0006	The Hispaniola was rolling scuppers under in the ocean swell.
m4_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0007	The booms were tearing at the blocks, the rudder was banging to and fro, and the whole ship creaking, groaning, and jumping like a manufactory.
m4_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0008	I had to cling tight to the backstay, and the world turned giddily before my eyes, for though I was a good enough sailor when there was way on, this standing still and being rolled about like a bottle was a thing I never learned to stand without a qualm or so, above all in the morning, on an empty stomach.
m4_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0009	Perhaps it was this—perhaps it was the look of the island, with its grey, melancholy woods, and wild stone spires, and the surf that we could both see and hear foaming and thundering on the steep beach—at least, although the sun shone bright and hot, and the shore birds were fishing and crying all around us, and you would have thought anyone would have been glad to get to land after being so long at sea, my heart sank, as the saying is, into my boots; and from the first look onward, I hated the very thought of Treasure Island.
m4_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0010	We had a dreary morning's work before us, for there was no sign of any wind, and the boats had to be got out and manned, and the ship warped three or four miles round the corner of the island and up the narrow passage to the haven behind Skeleton Island.
m4_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0011	I volunteered for one of the boats, where I had, of course, no business.
m4_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0012	The heat was sweltering, and the men grumbled fiercely over their work.
m4_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0013	Anderson was in command of my boat, and instead of keeping the crew in order, he grumbled as loud as the worst.
m4_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0014	"Well," he said with an oath, "it's not forever."
m4_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0015	I thought this was a very bad sign, for up to that day the men had gone briskly and willingly about their business; but the very sight of the island had relaxed the cords of discipline.
m6_script2_iphone_balcony1_0000	Buck did not read the newspapers, or he would have known that trouble was brewing, not alone for himself, but for every tide- water dog, strong of muscle and with warm, long hair, from Puget Sound to San Diego.
m6_script2_iphone_balcony1_0001	Because men, groping in the Arctic darkness, had found a yellow metal, and because steamship and transportation companies were booming the find, thousands of men were rushing into the Northland.
m6_script2_iphone_balcony1_0002	These men wanted dogs, and the dogs they wanted were heavy dogs, with strong muscles by which to toil, and furry coats to protect them from the frost.
m6_script2_iphone_balcony1_0003	Buck lived at a big house in the sun-kissed Santa Clara Valley.
m6_script2_iphone_balcony1_0005	It stood back from the road, half hidden among the trees, through which glimpses could be caught of the wide cool veranda that ran around its four sides.
m6_script2_iphone_balcony1_0006	The house was approached by gravelled driveways which wound about through wide-spreading lawns and under the interlacing boughs of tall poplars.
m6_script2_iphone_balcony1_0007	At the rear things were on even a more spacious scale than at the front.
m6_script2_iphone_balcony1_0008	There were great stables, where a dozen grooms and boys held forth, rows of vine-clad servants' cottages, an endless and orderly array of outhouses, long grape arbors, green pastures, orchards, and berry patches.
m6_script2_iphone_balcony1_0009	Then there was the pumping plant for the artesian well, and the big cement tank where Judge Miller's boys took their morning plunge and kept cool in the hot afternoon.
m6_script2_iphone_balcony1_0010	And over this great demesne Buck ruled.
m6_script2_iphone_balcony1_0011	Here he was born, and here he had lived the four years of his life.
m6_script2_iphone_balcony1_0012	It was true, there were other dogs, There could not but be other dogs on so vast a place, but they did not count.
m6_script2_iphone_balcony1_0013	They came and went, resided in the populous kennels, or lived obscurely in the recesses of the house after the fashion of Toots, the Japanese pug, or Ysabel, the Mexican hairless,—strange creatures that rarely put nose out of doors or set foot to ground.
m6_script2_iphone_balcony1_0014	On the other hand, there were the fox terriers, a score of them at least, who yelped fearful promises at Toots and Ysabel looking out of the windows at them and protected by a legion of housemaids armed with brooms and mops.
m6_script2_iphone_balcony1_0015	But Buck was neither house-dog nor kennel-dog.
m6_script2_iphone_balcony1_0017	He plunged into the swimming tank or went hunting with the Judge's sons; he escorted Mollie and Alice, the Judge's daughters, on long twilight or early morning rambles; on wintry nights he lay at the Judge's feet before the roaring library fire; he carried the Judge's grandsons on his back, or rolled them in the grass, and guarded their footsteps through wild adventures down to the fountain in the stable yard, and even beyond, where the paddocks were, and the berry patches.
m6_script2_iphone_balcony1_0018	Among the terriers he stalked imperiously, and Toots and Ysabel he utterly ignored, for he was king,—king over all creeping, crawling, flying things of Judge Miller's place, humans included.
f6_script4_ipad_bedroom1_0000	We stopped under the willows by Kempton Park, and lunched.
f6_script4_ipad_bedroom1_0001	It is a pretty little spot there: a pleasant grass plateau, running along by the water's edge, and overhung by willows.
f6_script4_ipad_bedroom1_0002	We had just commenced the third course - the bread and jam - when a gentleman in shirt-sleeves and a short pipe came along, and wanted to know if we knew that we were trespassing.
f6_script4_ipad_bedroom1_0003	We said we hadn't given the matter sufficient consideration as yet to enable us to arrive at a definite conclusion on that point, but that, if he assured us on his word as a gentleman that we WERE trespassing, we would, without further hesitation, believe it.
f6_script4_ipad_bedroom1_0004	He gave us the required assurance, and we thanked him, but he still hung about, and seemed to be dissatisfied, so we asked him if there was anything further that we could do for him; and Harris, who is of a chummy disposition, offered him a bit of bread and jam.
f6_script4_ipad_bedroom1_0005	I fancy he must have belonged to some society sworn to abstain from bread and jam; for he declined it quite gruffly, as if he were vexed at being tempted with it, and he added that it was his duty to turn us off.
f6_script4_ipad_bedroom1_0006	Harris said that if it was a duty it ought to be done, and asked the man what was his idea with regard to the best means for accomplishing it.
f6_script4_ipad_bedroom1_0007	Harris is what you would call a well-made man of about number one size, and looks hard and bony, and the man measured him up and down, and said he would go and consult his master, and then come back and chuck us both into the river.
f6_script4_ipad_bedroom1_0008	Of course, we never saw him any more, and, of course, all he really wanted was a shilling.
f6_script4_ipad_bedroom1_0009	There are a certain number of riverside roughs who make quite an income, during the summer, by slouching about the banks and blackmailing weakminded noodles in this way.
f6_script4_ipad_bedroom1_0010	They represent themselves as sent by the proprietor.
f6_script4_ipad_bedroom1_0011	The proper course to pursue is to offer your name and address, and leave the owner, if he really has anything to do with the matter, to summon you, and prove what damage you have done to his land by sitting down on a bit of it.
f6_script4_ipad_bedroom1_0012	But the majority of people are so intensely lazy and timid, that they prefer to encourage the imposition by giving in to it rather than put an end to it by the exertion of a little firmness.
f5_script5_iphone_bedroom1_0000	Captain Nemo stood up.
f5_script5_iphone_bedroom1_0002	Contrived at the rear of the dining room, a double door opened, and I entered a room whose dimensions equaled the one I had just left.
f5_script5_iphone_bedroom1_0004	Tall, black–rosewood bookcases, inlaid with copperwork, held on their wide shelves a large number of uniformly bound books.
f5_script5_iphone_bedroom1_0005	These furnishings followed the contours of the room, their lower parts leading to huge couches upholstered in maroon leather and curved for maximum comfort.
f5_script5_iphone_bedroom1_0006	Light, movable reading stands, which could be pushed away or pulled near as desired, allowed books to be positioned on them for easy study.
f5_script5_iphone_bedroom1_0007	In the center stood a huge table covered with pamphlets, among which some newspapers, long out of date, were visible.
f5_script5_iphone_bedroom1_0008	Electric light flooded this whole harmonious totality, falling from four frosted half globes set in the scrollwork of the ceiling.
f5_script5_iphone_bedroom1_0009	I stared in genuine wonderment at this room so ingeniously laid out, and I couldn't believe my eyes.
f5_script5_iphone_bedroom1_0010	"Captain Nemo," I told my host, who had just stretched out on a couch, "this is a library that would do credit to more than one continental palace, and I truly marvel to think it can go with you into the deepest seas."
f5_script5_iphone_bedroom1_0011	"Where could one find greater silence or solitude, professor?"
f5_script5_iphone_bedroom1_0013	"Did your study at the museum afford you such a perfect retreat?"
f5_script5_iphone_bedroom1_0014	"No, sir, and I might add that it's quite a humble one next to yours.
f5_script5_iphone_bedroom1_0015	You own 6,000 or 7,000 volumes here … " "12,000, Professor Aronnax.
f5_script5_iphone_bedroom1_0016	They're my sole remaining ties with dry land.
f5_script5_iphone_bedroom1_0017	But I was done with the shore the day my Nautilus submerged for the first time under the waters.
f5_script5_iphone_bedroom1_0018	That day I purchased my last volumes, my last pamphlets, my last newspapers, and ever since I've chosen to believe that humanity no longer thinks or writes.
f5_script5_iphone_bedroom1_0019	In any event, professor, these books are at your disposal, and you may use them freely."
f5_script5_iphone_bedroom1_0020	I thanked Captain Nemo and approached the shelves of this library.
f5_script5_iphone_bedroom1_0021	Written in every language, books on science, ethics, and literature were there in abundance, but I didn't see a single work on economics—they seemed to be strictly banned on board.
f5_script5_iphone_bedroom1_0022	One odd detail: all these books were shelved indiscriminately without regard to the language in which they were written, and this jumble proved that the Nautilus's captain could read fluently whatever volumes he chanced to pick up.
m9_script2_ipad_confroom1_0000	Buck did not read the newspapers, or he would have known that trouble was brewing, not alone for himself, but for every tide- water dog, strong of muscle and with warm, long hair, from Puget Sound to San Diego.
m9_script2_ipad_confroom1_0001	Because men, groping in the Arctic darkness, had found a yellow metal, and because steamship and transportation companies were booming the find, thousands of men were rushing into the Northland.
m9_script2_ipad_confroom1_0002	These men wanted dogs, and the dogs they wanted were heavy dogs, with strong muscles by which to toil, and furry coats to protect them from the frost.
m9_script2_ipad_confroom1_0003	Buck lived at a big house in the sun-kissed Santa Clara Valley.
m9_script2_ipad_confroom1_0005	It stood back from the road, half hidden among the trees, through which glimpses could be caught of the wide cool veranda that ran around its four sides.
m9_script2_ipad_confroom1_0006	The house was approached by gravelled driveways which wound about through wide-spreading lawns and under the interlacing boughs of tall poplars.
m9_script2_ipad_confroom1_0007	At the rear things were on even a more spacious scale than at the front.
m9_script2_ipad_confroom1_0008	There were great stables, where a dozen grooms and boys held forth, rows of vine-clad servants' cottages, an endless and orderly array of outhouses, long grape arbors, green pastures, orchards, and berry patches.
m9_script2_ipad_confroom1_0009	Then there was the pumping plant for the artesian well, and the big cement tank where Judge Miller's boys took their morning plunge and kept cool in the hot afternoon.
m9_script2_ipad_confroom1_0010	And over this great demesne Buck ruled.
m9_script2_ipad_confroom1_0011	Here he was born, and here he had lived the four years of his life.
m9_script2_ipad_confroom1_0012	It was true, there were other dogs, There could not but be other dogs on so vast a place, but they did not count.
m9_script2_ipad_confroom1_0013	They came and went, resided in the populous kennels, or lived obscurely in the recesses of the house after the fashion of Toots, the Japanese pug, or Ysabel, the Mexican hairless,—strange creatures that rarely put nose out of doors or set foot to ground.
m9_script2_ipad_confroom1_0014	On the other hand, there were the fox terriers, a score of them at least, who yelped fearful promises at Toots and Ysabel looking out of the windows at them and protected by a legion of housemaids armed with brooms and mops.
m9_script2_ipad_confroom1_0015	But Buck was neither house-dog nor kennel-dog.
m9_script2_ipad_confroom1_0017	He plunged into the swimming tank or went hunting with the Judge's sons; he escorted Mollie and Alice, the Judge's daughters, on long twilight or early morning rambles; on wintry nights he lay at the Judge's feet before the roaring library fire; he carried the Judge's grandsons on his back, or rolled them in the grass, and guarded their footsteps through wild adventures down to the fountain in the stable yard, and even beyond, where the paddocks were, and the berry patches.
m9_script2_ipad_confroom1_0018	Among the terriers he stalked imperiously, and Toots and Ysabel he utterly ignored, for he was king,—king over all creeping, crawling, flying things of Judge Miller's place, humans included.
f1_script3_iphone_livingroom1_0000	Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, “and what is the use of a book,” thought Alice, “without pictures or conversation?” So she was considering, in her own mind, whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her.
f1_script3_iphone_livingroom1_0001	There was nothing so very remarkable in that; nor did Alice think it so very much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself “Oh dear!
f1_script3_iphone_livingroom1_0003	I shall be too late!”; but when the Rabbit actually took a watch out of its waistcoat-pocket, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch to take out of it, and, burning with curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under the hedge.
f1_script3_iphone_livingroom1_0004	In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how in the world she was to get out again.
f1_script3_iphone_livingroom1_0005	The rabbit-hole went straight on like a tunnel for some way, and then dipped suddenly down, so suddenly that Alice had not a moment to think about stopping herself before she found herself falling down what seemed to be a very deep well.
f1_script3_iphone_livingroom1_0006	Either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly, for she had plenty of time as she went down to look about her, and to wonder what was going to happen next.
f1_script3_iphone_livingroom1_0007	First, she tried to look down and make out what she was coming to, but it was too dark to see anything: then she looked at the sides of the well, and noticed that they were filled with cupboards and bookshelves: here and there she saw maps and pictures hung upon pegs.
f1_script3_iphone_livingroom1_0008	She took down a jar from one of the shelves as she passed: it was labelled “ORANGE MARMALADE,” but to her great disappointment it was empty: she did not like to drop the jar, for fear of killing somebody underneath, so managed to put it into one of the cupboards as she fell past it.
f1_script3_iphone_livingroom1_0009	“Well!” thought Alice to herself.
f1_script3_iphone_livingroom1_0010	“After such a fall as this, I shall think nothing of tumbling down-stairs!
f1_script3_iphone_livingroom1_0011	How brave they’ll all think me at home!
f1_script3_iphone_livingroom1_0012	Why, I wouldn’t say anything about it, even if I fell off the top of the house!” Down, down, down.
f1_script3_iphone_livingroom1_0013	Would the fall never come to an end?
f1_script3_iphone_livingroom1_0014	“I wonder how many miles I’ve fallen by this time?” she said aloud.
f1_script3_iphone_livingroom1_0015	“I must be getting somewhere near the centre of the earth.
f1_script3_iphone_livingroom1_0016	Let me see: that would be four thousand miles down, I think—yes, that’s about the right distance—but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I’ve got to?”
m5_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0000	Buck did not read the newspapers, or he would have known that trouble was brewing, not alone for himself, but for every tide- water dog, strong of muscle and with warm, long hair, from Puget Sound to San Diego.
m5_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0001	Because men, groping in the Arctic darkness, had found a yellow metal, and because steamship and transportation companies were booming the find, thousands of men were rushing into the Northland.
m5_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0002	These men wanted dogs, and the dogs they wanted were heavy dogs, with strong muscles by which to toil, and furry coats to protect them from the frost.
m5_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0003	Buck lived at a big house in the sun-kissed Santa Clara Valley.
m5_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0004	Judge Miller's place, it was called.
m5_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0005	It stood back from the road, half hidden among the trees, through which glimpses could be caught of the wide cool veranda that ran around its four sides.
m5_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0006	The house was approached by gravelled driveways which wound about through wide-spreading lawns and under the interlacing boughs of tall poplars.
m5_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0007	At the rear things were on even a more spacious scale than at the front.
m5_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0008	There were great stables, where a dozen grooms and boys held forth, rows of vine-clad servants' cottages, an endless and orderly array of outhouses, long grape arbors, green pastures, orchards, and berry patches.
m5_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0009	Then there was the pumping plant for the artesian well, and the big cement tank where Judge Miller's boys took their morning plunge and kept cool in the hot afternoon.
m5_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0010	And over this great demesne Buck ruled.
m5_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0011	Here he was born, and here he had lived the four years of his life.
m5_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0012	It was true, there were other dogs, There could not but be other dogs on so vast a place, but they did not count.
m5_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0013	They came and went, resided in the populous kennels, or lived obscurely in the recesses of the house after the fashion of Toots, the Japanese pug, or Ysabel, the Mexican hairless,—strange creatures that rarely put nose out of doors or set foot to ground.
m5_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0014	On the other hand, there were the fox terriers, a score of them at least, who yelped fearful promises at Toots and Ysabel looking out of the windows at them and protected by a legion of housemaids armed with brooms and mops.
m5_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0015	But Buck was neither house-dog nor kennel-dog.
m5_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0017	He plunged into the swimming tank or went hunting with the Judge's sons; he escorted Mollie and Alice, the Judge's daughters, on long twilight or early morning rambles; on wintry nights he lay at the Judge's feet before the roaring library fire; he carried the Judge's grandsons on his back, or rolled them in the grass, and guarded their footsteps through wild adventures down to the fountain in the stable yard, and even beyond, where the paddocks were, and the berry patches.
m5_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0018	Among the terriers he stalked imperiously, and Toots and Ysabel he utterly ignored, for he was king,—king over all creeping, crawling, flying things of Judge Miller's place, humans included.
m5_script4_ipad_confroom1_0000	We stopped under the willows by Kempton Park, and lunched.
m5_script4_ipad_confroom1_0001	It is a pretty little spot there: a pleasant grass plateau, running along by the water's edge, and overhung by willows.
m5_script4_ipad_confroom1_0002	We had just commenced the third course - the bread and jam - when a gentleman in shirt-sleeves and a short pipe came along, and wanted to know if we knew that we were trespassing.
m5_script4_ipad_confroom1_0003	We said we hadn't given the matter sufficient consideration as yet to enable us to arrive at a definite conclusion on that point, but that, if he assured us on his word as a gentleman that we WERE trespassing, we would, without further hesitation, believe it.
m5_script4_ipad_confroom1_0004	He gave us the required assurance, and we thanked him, but he still hung about, and seemed to be dissatisfied, so we asked him if there was anything further that we could do for him; and Harris, who is of a chummy disposition, offered him a bit of bread and jam.
m5_script4_ipad_confroom1_0005	I fancy he must have belonged to some society sworn to abstain from bread and jam; for he declined it quite gruffly, as if he were vexed at being tempted with it, and he added that it was his duty to turn us off.
m5_script4_ipad_confroom1_0006	Harris said that if it was a duty it ought to be done, and asked the man what was his idea with regard to the best means for accomplishing it.
m5_script4_ipad_confroom1_0007	Harris is what you would call a well-made man of about number one size, and looks hard and bony, and the man measured him up and down, and said he would go and consult his master, and then come back and chuck us both into the river.
m5_script4_ipad_confroom1_0008	Of course, we never saw him any more, and, of course, all he really wanted was a shilling.
m5_script4_ipad_confroom1_0009	There are a certain number of riverside roughs who make quite an income, during the summer, by slouching about the banks and blackmailing weakminded noodles in this way.
m5_script4_ipad_confroom1_0010	They represent themselves as sent by the proprietor.
m5_script4_ipad_confroom1_0011	The proper course to pursue is to offer your name and address, and leave the owner, if he really has anything to do with the matter, to summon you, and prove what damage you have done to his land by sitting down on a bit of it.
m5_script4_ipad_confroom1_0012	But the majority of people are so intensely lazy and timid, that they prefer to encourage the imposition by giving in to it rather than put an end to it by the exertion of a little firmness.
f2_script2_ipad_balcony1_0000	Buck did not read the newspapers, or he would have known that trouble was brewing, not alone for himself, but for every tide- water dog, strong of muscle and with warm, long hair, from Puget Sound to San Diego.
f2_script2_ipad_balcony1_0001	Because men, groping in the Arctic darkness, had found a yellow metal, and because steamship and transportation companies were booming the find, thousands of men were rushing into the Northland.
f2_script2_ipad_balcony1_0002	These men wanted dogs, and the dogs they wanted were heavy dogs, with strong muscles by which to toil, and furry coats to protect them from the frost.
f2_script2_ipad_balcony1_0003	Buck lived at a big house in the sun-kissed Santa Clara Valley.
f2_script2_ipad_balcony1_0004	Judge Miller's place, it was called.
f2_script2_ipad_balcony1_0005	It stood back from the road, half hidden among the trees, through which glimpses could be caught of the wide cool veranda that ran around its four sides.
f2_script2_ipad_balcony1_0006	The house was approached by gravelled driveways which wound about through wide-spreading lawns and under the interlacing boughs of tall poplars.
f2_script2_ipad_balcony1_0007	At the rear things were on even a more spacious scale than at the front.
f2_script2_ipad_balcony1_0008	There were great stables, where a dozen grooms and boys held forth, rows of vine-clad servants' cottages, an endless and orderly array of outhouses, long grape arbors, green pastures, orchards, and berry patches.
f2_script2_ipad_balcony1_0009	Then there was the pumping plant for the artesian well, and the big cement tank where Judge Miller's boys took their morning plunge and kept cool in the hot afternoon.
f2_script2_ipad_balcony1_0010	And over this great demesne Buck ruled.
f2_script2_ipad_balcony1_0011	Here he was born, and here he had lived the four years of his life.
f2_script2_ipad_balcony1_0012	It was true, there were other dogs, There could not but be other dogs on so vast a place, but they did not count.
f2_script2_ipad_balcony1_0013	They came and went, resided in the populous kennels, or lived obscurely in the recesses of the house after the fashion of Toots, the Japanese pug, or Ysabel, the Mexican hairless,—strange creatures that rarely put nose out of doors or set foot to ground.
f2_script2_ipad_balcony1_0014	On the other hand, there were the fox terriers, a score of them at least, who yelped fearful promises at Toots and Ysabel looking out of the windows at them and protected by a legion of housemaids armed with brooms and mops.
f2_script2_ipad_balcony1_0015	But Buck was neither house-dog nor kennel-dog.
f2_script2_ipad_balcony1_0017	He plunged into the swimming tank or went hunting with the Judge's sons; he escorted Mollie and Alice, the Judge's daughters, on long twilight or early morning rambles; on wintry nights he lay at the Judge's feet before the roaring library fire; he carried the Judge's grandsons on his back, or rolled them in the grass, and guarded their footsteps through wild adventures down to the fountain in the stable yard, and even beyond, where the paddocks were, and the berry patches.
f2_script2_ipad_balcony1_0018	Among the terriers he stalked imperiously, and Toots and Ysabel he utterly ignored, for he was king,—king over all creeping, crawling, flying things of Judge Miller's place, humans included.
m10_script5_iphone_balcony1_0000	Captain Nemo stood up.
m10_script5_iphone_balcony1_0002	Contrived at the rear of the dining room, a double door opened, and I entered a room whose dimensions equaled the one I had just left.
m10_script5_iphone_balcony1_0004	Tall, black–rosewood bookcases, inlaid with copperwork, held on their wide shelves a large number of uniformly bound books.
m10_script5_iphone_balcony1_0005	These furnishings followed the contours of the room, their lower parts leading to huge couches upholstered in maroon leather and curved for maximum comfort.
m10_script5_iphone_balcony1_0006	Light, movable reading stands, which could be pushed away or pulled near as desired, allowed books to be positioned on them for easy study.
m10_script5_iphone_balcony1_0007	In the center stood a huge table covered with pamphlets, among which some newspapers, long out of date, were visible.
m10_script5_iphone_balcony1_0008	Electric light flooded this whole harmonious totality, falling from four frosted half globes set in the scrollwork of the ceiling.
m10_script5_iphone_balcony1_0009	I stared in genuine wonderment at this room so ingeniously laid out, and I couldn't believe my eyes.
m10_script5_iphone_balcony1_0010	"Captain Nemo," I told my host, who had just stretched out on a couch, "this is a library that would do credit to more than one continental palace, and I truly marvel to think it can go with you into the deepest seas."
m10_script5_iphone_balcony1_0011	"Where could one find greater silence or solitude, professor?"
m10_script5_iphone_balcony1_0012	Captain Nemo replied.
m10_script5_iphone_balcony1_0013	"Did your study at the museum afford you such a perfect retreat?"
m10_script5_iphone_balcony1_0014	"No, sir, and I might add that it's quite a humble one next to yours.
m10_script5_iphone_balcony1_0015	You own 6,000 or 7,000 volumes here … " "12,000, Professor Aronnax.
m10_script5_iphone_balcony1_0016	They're my sole remaining ties with dry land.
m10_script5_iphone_balcony1_0017	But I was done with the shore the day my Nautilus submerged for the first time under the waters.
m10_script5_iphone_balcony1_0018	That day I purchased my last volumes, my last pamphlets, my last newspapers, and ever since I've chosen to believe that humanity no longer thinks or writes.
m10_script5_iphone_balcony1_0019	In any event, professor, these books are at your disposal, and you may use them freely."
m10_script5_iphone_balcony1_0020	I thanked Captain Nemo and approached the shelves of this library.
m10_script5_iphone_balcony1_0021	Written in every language, books on science, ethics, and literature were there in abundance, but I didn't see a single work on economics—they seemed to be strictly banned on board.
m10_script5_iphone_balcony1_0022	One odd detail: all these books were shelved indiscriminately without regard to the language in which they were written, and this jumble proved that the Nautilus's captain could read fluently whatever volumes he chanced to pick up.
m8_script1_iphone_balcony1_0000	The appearance of the island when I came on deck next morning was altogether changed.
m8_script1_iphone_balcony1_0001	Although the breeze had now utterly ceased, we had made a great deal of way during the night and were now lying becalmed about half a mile to the south-east of the low eastern coast.
m8_script1_iphone_balcony1_0002	Grey-coloured woods covered a large part of the surface.
m8_script1_iphone_balcony1_0003	This even tint was indeed broken up by streaks of yellow sand-break in the lower lands, and by many tall trees of the pine family, out-topping the others—some singly, some in clumps; but the general colouring was uniform and sad.
m8_script1_iphone_balcony1_0004	The hills ran up clear above the vegetation in spires of naked rock.
m8_script1_iphone_balcony1_0005	All were strangely shaped, and the Spyglass, which was by three or four hundred feet the tallest on the island, was likewise the strangest in configuration, running up sheer from almost every side and then suddenly cut off at the top like a pedestal to put a statue on.
m8_script1_iphone_balcony1_0006	The Hispaniola was rolling scuppers under in the ocean swell.
m8_script1_iphone_balcony1_0007	The booms were tearing at the blocks, the rudder was banging to and fro, and the whole ship creaking, groaning, and jumping like a manufactory.
m8_script1_iphone_balcony1_0008	I had to cling tight to the backstay, and the world turned giddily before my eyes, for though I was a good enough sailor when there was way on, this standing still and being rolled about like a bottle was a thing I never learned to stand without a qualm or so, above all in the morning, on an empty stomach.
m8_script1_iphone_balcony1_0009	Perhaps it was this—perhaps it was the look of the island, with its grey, melancholy woods, and wild stone spires, and the surf that we could both see and hear foaming and thundering on the steep beach—at least, although the sun shone bright and hot, and the shore birds were fishing and crying all around us, and you would have thought anyone would have been glad to get to land after being so long at sea, my heart sank, as the saying is, into my boots; and from the first look onward, I hated the very thought of Treasure Island.
m8_script1_iphone_balcony1_0010	We had a dreary morning's work before us, for there was no sign of any wind, and the boats had to be got out and manned, and the ship warped three or four miles round the corner of the island and up the narrow passage to the haven behind Skeleton Island.
m8_script1_iphone_balcony1_0011	I volunteered for one of the boats, where I had, of course, no business.
m8_script1_iphone_balcony1_0012	The heat was sweltering, and the men grumbled fiercely over their work.
m8_script1_iphone_balcony1_0013	Anderson was in command of my boat, and instead of keeping the crew in order, he grumbled as loud as the worst.
m8_script1_iphone_balcony1_0014	"Well," he said with an oath, "it's not forever."
m8_script1_iphone_balcony1_0015	I thought this was a very bad sign, for up to that day the men had gone briskly and willingly about their business; but the very sight of the island had relaxed the cords of discipline.
m10_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0000	Buck did not read the newspapers, or he would have known that trouble was brewing, not alone for himself, but for every tide- water dog, strong of muscle and with warm, long hair, from Puget Sound to San Diego.
m10_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0001	Because men, groping in the Arctic darkness, had found a yellow metal, and because steamship and transportation companies were booming the find, thousands of men were rushing into the Northland.
m10_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0002	These men wanted dogs, and the dogs they wanted were heavy dogs, with strong muscles by which to toil, and furry coats to protect them from the frost.
m10_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0003	Buck lived at a big house in the sun-kissed Santa Clara Valley.
m10_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0004	Judge Miller's place, it was called.
m10_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0005	It stood back from the road, half hidden among the trees, through which glimpses could be caught of the wide cool veranda that ran around its four sides.
m10_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0006	The house was approached by gravelled driveways which wound about through wide-spreading lawns and under the interlacing boughs of tall poplars.
m10_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0007	At the rear things were on even a more spacious scale than at the front.
m10_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0008	There were great stables, where a dozen grooms and boys held forth, rows of vine-clad servants' cottages, an endless and orderly array of outhouses, long grape arbors, green pastures, orchards, and berry patches.
m10_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0009	Then there was the pumping plant for the artesian well, and the big cement tank where Judge Miller's boys took their morning plunge and kept cool in the hot afternoon.
m10_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0010	And over this great demesne Buck ruled.
m10_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0011	Here he was born, and here he had lived the four years of his life.
m10_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0012	It was true, there were other dogs, There could not but be other dogs on so vast a place, but they did not count.
m10_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0013	They came and went, resided in the populous kennels, or lived obscurely in the recesses of the house after the fashion of Toots, the Japanese pug, or Ysabel, the Mexican hairless,—strange creatures that rarely put nose out of doors or set foot to ground.
m10_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0014	On the other hand, there were the fox terriers, a score of them at least, who yelped fearful promises at Toots and Ysabel looking out of the windows at them and protected by a legion of housemaids armed with brooms and mops.
m10_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0015	But Buck was neither house-dog nor kennel-dog.
m10_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0016	The whole realm was his.
m10_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0017	He plunged into the swimming tank or went hunting with the Judge's sons; he escorted Mollie and Alice, the Judge's daughters, on long twilight or early morning rambles; on wintry nights he lay at the Judge's feet before the roaring library fire; he carried the Judge's grandsons on his back, or rolled them in the grass, and guarded their footsteps through wild adventures down to the fountain in the stable yard, and even beyond, where the paddocks were, and the berry patches.
m10_script2_iphone_livingroom1_0018	Among the terriers he stalked imperiously, and Toots and Ysabel he utterly ignored, for he was king,—king over all creeping, crawling, flying things of Judge Miller's place, humans included.
f8_script4_ipad_confroom2_0000	We stopped under the willows by Kempton Park, and lunched.
f8_script4_ipad_confroom2_0001	It is a pretty little spot there: a pleasant grass plateau, running along by the water's edge, and overhung by willows.
f8_script4_ipad_confroom2_0002	We had just commenced the third course - the bread and jam - when a gentleman in shirt-sleeves and a short pipe came along, and wanted to know if we knew that we were trespassing.
f8_script4_ipad_confroom2_0003	We said we hadn't given the matter sufficient consideration as yet to enable us to arrive at a definite conclusion on that point, but that, if he assured us on his word as a gentleman that we WERE trespassing, we would, without further hesitation, believe it.
f8_script4_ipad_confroom2_0004	He gave us the required assurance, and we thanked him, but he still hung about, and seemed to be dissatisfied, so we asked him if there was anything further that we could do for him; and Harris, who is of a chummy disposition, offered him a bit of bread and jam.
f8_script4_ipad_confroom2_0005	I fancy he must have belonged to some society sworn to abstain from bread and jam; for he declined it quite gruffly, as if he were vexed at being tempted with it, and he added that it was his duty to turn us off.
f8_script4_ipad_confroom2_0006	Harris said that if it was a duty it ought to be done, and asked the man what was his idea with regard to the best means for accomplishing it.
f8_script4_ipad_confroom2_0007	Harris is what you would call a well-made man of about number one size, and looks hard and bony, and the man measured him up and down, and said he would go and consult his master, and then come back and chuck us both into the river.
f8_script4_ipad_confroom2_0008	Of course, we never saw him any more, and, of course, all he really wanted was a shilling.
f8_script4_ipad_confroom2_0009	There are a certain number of riverside roughs who make quite an income, during the summer, by slouching about the banks and blackmailing weakminded noodles in this way.
f8_script4_ipad_confroom2_0010	They represent themselves as sent by the proprietor.
f8_script4_ipad_confroom2_0011	The proper course to pursue is to offer your name and address, and leave the owner, if he really has anything to do with the matter, to summon you, and prove what damage you have done to his land by sitting down on a bit of it.
f8_script4_ipad_confroom2_0012	But the majority of people are so intensely lazy and timid, that they prefer to encourage the imposition by giving in to it rather than put an end to it by the exertion of a little firmness.
m3_script3_ipad_balcony1_0000	Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, “and what is the use of a book,” thought Alice, “without pictures or conversation?” So she was considering, in her own mind, whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her.
m3_script3_ipad_balcony1_0001	There was nothing so very remarkable in that; nor did Alice think it so very much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself “Oh dear!
m3_script3_ipad_balcony1_0003	I shall be too late!”; but when the Rabbit actually took a watch out of its waistcoat-pocket, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch to take out of it, and, burning with curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under the hedge.
m3_script3_ipad_balcony1_0004	In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how in the world she was to get out again.
m3_script3_ipad_balcony1_0005	The rabbit-hole went straight on like a tunnel for some way, and then dipped suddenly down, so suddenly that Alice had not a moment to think about stopping herself before she found herself falling down what seemed to be a very deep well.
m3_script3_ipad_balcony1_0006	Either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly, for she had plenty of time as she went down to look about her, and to wonder what was going to happen next.
m3_script3_ipad_balcony1_0007	First, she tried to look down and make out what she was coming to, but it was too dark to see anything: then she looked at the sides of the well, and noticed that they were filled with cupboards and bookshelves: here and there she saw maps and pictures hung upon pegs.
m3_script3_ipad_balcony1_0008	She took down a jar from one of the shelves as she passed: it was labelled “ORANGE MARMALADE,” but to her great disappointment it was empty: she did not like to drop the jar, for fear of killing somebody underneath, so managed to put it into one of the cupboards as she fell past it.
m3_script3_ipad_balcony1_0009	“Well!” thought Alice to herself.
m3_script3_ipad_balcony1_0010	“After such a fall as this, I shall think nothing of tumbling down-stairs!
m3_script3_ipad_balcony1_0011	How brave they’ll all think me at home!
m3_script3_ipad_balcony1_0012	Why, I wouldn’t say anything about it, even if I fell off the top of the house!” Down, down, down.
m3_script3_ipad_balcony1_0013	Would the fall never come to an end?
m3_script3_ipad_balcony1_0014	“I wonder how many miles I’ve fallen by this time?” she said aloud.
m3_script3_ipad_balcony1_0015	“I must be getting somewhere near the centre of the earth.
m3_script3_ipad_balcony1_0016	Let me see: that would be four thousand miles down, I think—yes, that’s about the right distance—but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I’ve got to?”
m1_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0000	Buck did not read the newspapers, or he would have known that trouble was brewing, not alone for himself, but for every tide- water dog, strong of muscle and with warm, long hair, from Puget Sound to San Diego.
m1_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0001	Because men, groping in the Arctic darkness, had found a yellow metal, and because steamship and transportation companies were booming the find, thousands of men were rushing into the Northland.
m1_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0002	These men wanted dogs, and the dogs they wanted were heavy dogs, with strong muscles by which to toil, and furry coats to protect them from the frost.
m1_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0003	Buck lived at a big house in the sun-kissed Santa Clara Valley.
m1_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0004	Judge Miller's place, it was called.
m1_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0005	It stood back from the road, half hidden among the trees, through which glimpses could be caught of the wide cool veranda that ran around its four sides.
m1_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0006	The house was approached by gravelled driveways which wound about through wide-spreading lawns and under the interlacing boughs of tall poplars.
m1_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0007	At the rear things were on even a more spacious scale than at the front.
m1_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0008	There were great stables, where a dozen grooms and boys held forth, rows of vine-clad servants' cottages, an endless and orderly array of outhouses, long grape arbors, green pastures, orchards, and berry patches.
m1_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0009	Then there was the pumping plant for the artesian well, and the big cement tank where Judge Miller's boys took their morning plunge and kept cool in the hot afternoon.
m1_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0010	And over this great demesne Buck ruled.
m1_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0011	Here he was born, and here he had lived the four years of his life.
m1_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0012	It was true, there were other dogs, There could not but be other dogs on so vast a place, but they did not count.
m1_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0013	They came and went, resided in the populous kennels, or lived obscurely in the recesses of the house after the fashion of Toots, the Japanese pug, or Ysabel, the Mexican hairless,—strange creatures that rarely put nose out of doors or set foot to ground.
m1_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0014	On the other hand, there were the fox terriers, a score of them at least, who yelped fearful promises at Toots and Ysabel looking out of the windows at them and protected by a legion of housemaids armed with brooms and mops.
m1_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0015	But Buck was neither house-dog nor kennel-dog.
m1_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0017	He plunged into the swimming tank or went hunting with the Judge's sons; he escorted Mollie and Alice, the Judge's daughters, on long twilight or early morning rambles; on wintry nights he lay at the Judge's feet before the roaring library fire; he carried the Judge's grandsons on his back, or rolled them in the grass, and guarded their footsteps through wild adventures down to the fountain in the stable yard, and even beyond, where the paddocks were, and the berry patches.
m1_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0018	Among the terriers he stalked imperiously, and Toots and Ysabel he utterly ignored, for he was king,—king over all creeping, crawling, flying things of Judge Miller's place, humans included.
m10_script3_iphone_balcony1_0000	Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, “and what is the use of a book,” thought Alice, “without pictures or conversation?” So she was considering, in her own mind, whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her.
m10_script3_iphone_balcony1_0001	There was nothing so very remarkable in that; nor did Alice think it so very much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself “Oh dear!
m10_script3_iphone_balcony1_0003	I shall be too late!”; but when the Rabbit actually took a watch out of its waistcoat-pocket, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch to take out of it, and, burning with curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under the hedge.
m10_script3_iphone_balcony1_0004	In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how in the world she was to get out again.
m10_script3_iphone_balcony1_0005	The rabbit-hole went straight on like a tunnel for some way, and then dipped suddenly down, so suddenly that Alice had not a moment to think about stopping herself before she found herself falling down what seemed to be a very deep well.
m10_script3_iphone_balcony1_0006	Either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly, for she had plenty of time as she went down to look about her, and to wonder what was going to happen next.
m10_script3_iphone_balcony1_0007	First, she tried to look down and make out what she was coming to, but it was too dark to see anything: then she looked at the sides of the well, and noticed that they were filled with cupboards and bookshelves: here and there she saw maps and pictures hung upon pegs.
m10_script3_iphone_balcony1_0008	She took down a jar from one of the shelves as she passed: it was labelled “ORANGE MARMALADE,” but to her great disappointment it was empty: she did not like to drop the jar, for fear of killing somebody underneath, so managed to put it into one of the cupboards as she fell past it.
m10_script3_iphone_balcony1_0009	“Well!” thought Alice to herself.
m10_script3_iphone_balcony1_0010	“After such a fall as this, I shall think nothing of tumbling down-stairs!
m10_script3_iphone_balcony1_0011	How brave they’ll all think me at home!
m10_script3_iphone_balcony1_0012	Why, I wouldn’t say anything about it, even if I fell off the top of the house!” Down, down, down.
m10_script3_iphone_balcony1_0013	Would the fall never come to an end?
m10_script3_iphone_balcony1_0014	“I wonder how many miles I’ve fallen by this time?” she said aloud.
m10_script3_iphone_balcony1_0015	“I must be getting somewhere near the centre of the earth.
m10_script3_iphone_balcony1_0016	Let me see: that would be four thousand miles down, I think—yes, that’s about the right distance—but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I’ve got to?”
m4_script2_ipad_office1_0000	Buck did not read the newspapers, or he would have known that trouble was brewing, not alone for himself, but for every tide- water dog, strong of muscle and with warm, long hair, from Puget Sound to San Diego.
m4_script2_ipad_office1_0001	Because men, groping in the Arctic darkness, had found a yellow metal, and because steamship and transportation companies were booming the find, thousands of men were rushing into the Northland.
m4_script2_ipad_office1_0002	These men wanted dogs, and the dogs they wanted were heavy dogs, with strong muscles by which to toil, and furry coats to protect them from the frost.
m4_script2_ipad_office1_0003	Buck lived at a big house in the sun-kissed Santa Clara Valley.
m4_script2_ipad_office1_0004	Judge Miller's place, it was called.
m4_script2_ipad_office1_0005	It stood back from the road, half hidden among the trees, through which glimpses could be caught of the wide cool veranda that ran around its four sides.
m4_script2_ipad_office1_0006	The house was approached by gravelled driveways which wound about through wide-spreading lawns and under the interlacing boughs of tall poplars.
m4_script2_ipad_office1_0007	At the rear things were on even a more spacious scale than at the front.
m4_script2_ipad_office1_0008	There were great stables, where a dozen grooms and boys held forth, rows of vine-clad servants' cottages, an endless and orderly array of outhouses, long grape arbors, green pastures, orchards, and berry patches.
m4_script2_ipad_office1_0009	Then there was the pumping plant for the artesian well, and the big cement tank where Judge Miller's boys took their morning plunge and kept cool in the hot afternoon.
m4_script2_ipad_office1_0010	And over this great demesne Buck ruled.
m4_script2_ipad_office1_0011	Here he was born, and here he had lived the four years of his life.
m4_script2_ipad_office1_0012	It was true, there were other dogs, There could not but be other dogs on so vast a place, but they did not count.
m4_script2_ipad_office1_0013	They came and went, resided in the populous kennels, or lived obscurely in the recesses of the house after the fashion of Toots, the Japanese pug, or Ysabel, the Mexican hairless,—strange creatures that rarely put nose out of doors or set foot to ground.
m4_script2_ipad_office1_0014	On the other hand, there were the fox terriers, a score of them at least, who yelped fearful promises at Toots and Ysabel looking out of the windows at them and protected by a legion of housemaids armed with brooms and mops.
m4_script2_ipad_office1_0015	But Buck was neither house-dog nor kennel-dog.
m4_script2_ipad_office1_0017	He plunged into the swimming tank or went hunting with the Judge's sons; he escorted Mollie and Alice, the Judge's daughters, on long twilight or early morning rambles; on wintry nights he lay at the Judge's feet before the roaring library fire; he carried the Judge's grandsons on his back, or rolled them in the grass, and guarded their footsteps through wild adventures down to the fountain in the stable yard, and even beyond, where the paddocks were, and the berry patches.
m4_script2_ipad_office1_0018	Among the terriers he stalked imperiously, and Toots and Ysabel he utterly ignored, for he was king,—king over all creeping, crawling, flying things of Judge Miller's place, humans included.
f7_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0000	Buck did not read the newspapers, or he would have known that trouble was brewing, not alone for himself, but for every tide- water dog, strong of muscle and with warm, long hair, from Puget Sound to San Diego.
f7_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0001	Because men, groping in the Arctic darkness, had found a yellow metal, and because steamship and transportation companies were booming the find, thousands of men were rushing into the Northland.
f7_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0002	These men wanted dogs, and the dogs they wanted were heavy dogs, with strong muscles by which to toil, and furry coats to protect them from the frost.
f7_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0003	Buck lived at a big house in the sun-kissed Santa Clara Valley.
f7_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0004	Judge Miller's place, it was called.
f7_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0005	It stood back from the road, half hidden among the trees, through which glimpses could be caught of the wide cool veranda that ran around its four sides.
f7_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0006	The house was approached by gravelled driveways which wound about through wide-spreading lawns and under the interlacing boughs of tall poplars.
f7_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0007	At the rear things were on even a more spacious scale than at the front.
f7_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0008	There were great stables, where a dozen grooms and boys held forth, rows of vine-clad servants' cottages, an endless and orderly array of outhouses, long grape arbors, green pastures, orchards, and berry patches.
f7_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0009	Then there was the pumping plant for the artesian well, and the big cement tank where Judge Miller's boys took their morning plunge and kept cool in the hot afternoon.
f7_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0010	And over this great demesne Buck ruled.
f7_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0011	Here he was born, and here he had lived the four years of his life.
f7_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0012	It was true, there were other dogs, There could not but be other dogs on so vast a place, but they did not count.
f7_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0013	They came and went, resided in the populous kennels, or lived obscurely in the recesses of the house after the fashion of Toots, the Japanese pug, or Ysabel, the Mexican hairless,—strange creatures that rarely put nose out of doors or set foot to ground.
f7_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0014	On the other hand, there were the fox terriers, a score of them at least, who yelped fearful promises at Toots and Ysabel looking out of the windows at them and protected by a legion of housemaids armed with brooms and mops.
f7_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0015	But Buck was neither house-dog nor kennel-dog.
f7_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0016	The whole realm was his.
f7_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0017	He plunged into the swimming tank or went hunting with the Judge's sons; he escorted Mollie and Alice, the Judge's daughters, on long twilight or early morning rambles; on wintry nights he lay at the Judge's feet before the roaring library fire; he carried the Judge's grandsons on his back, or rolled them in the grass, and guarded their footsteps through wild adventures down to the fountain in the stable yard, and even beyond, where the paddocks were, and the berry patches.
f7_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0018	Among the terriers he stalked imperiously, and Toots and Ysabel he utterly ignored, for he was king,—king over all creeping, crawling, flying things of Judge Miller's place, humans included.
f2_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0000	The appearance of the island when I came on deck next morning was altogether changed.
f2_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0001	Although the breeze had now utterly ceased, we had made a great deal of way during the night and were now lying becalmed about half a mile to the south-east of the low eastern coast.
f2_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0002	Grey-coloured woods covered a large part of the surface.
f2_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0003	This even tint was indeed broken up by streaks of yellow sand-break in the lower lands, and by many tall trees of the pine family, out-topping the others—some singly, some in clumps; but the general colouring was uniform and sad.
f2_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0004	The hills ran up clear above the vegetation in spires of naked rock.
f2_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0005	All were strangely shaped, and the Spyglass, which was by three or four hundred feet the tallest on the island, was likewise the strangest in configuration, running up sheer from almost every side and then suddenly cut off at the top like a pedestal to put a statue on.
f2_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0006	The Hispaniola was rolling scuppers under in the ocean swell.
f2_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0007	The booms were tearing at the blocks, the rudder was banging to and fro, and the whole ship creaking, groaning, and jumping like a manufactory.
f2_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0008	I had to cling tight to the backstay, and the world turned giddily before my eyes, for though I was a good enough sailor when there was way on, this standing still and being rolled about like a bottle was a thing I never learned to stand without a qualm or so, above all in the morning, on an empty stomach.
f2_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0009	Perhaps it was this—perhaps it was the look of the island, with its grey, melancholy woods, and wild stone spires, and the surf that we could both see and hear foaming and thundering on the steep beach—at least, although the sun shone bright and hot, and the shore birds were fishing and crying all around us, and you would have thought anyone would have been glad to get to land after being so long at sea, my heart sank, as the saying is, into my boots; and from the first look onward, I hated the very thought of Treasure Island.
f2_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0010	We had a dreary morning's work before us, for there was no sign of any wind, and the boats had to be got out and manned, and the ship warped three or four miles round the corner of the island and up the narrow passage to the haven behind Skeleton Island.
f2_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0011	I volunteered for one of the boats, where I had, of course, no business.
f2_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0012	The heat was sweltering, and the men grumbled fiercely over their work.
f2_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0013	Anderson was in command of my boat, and instead of keeping the crew in order, he grumbled as loud as the worst.
f2_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0014	"Well," he said with an oath, "it's not forever."
f2_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0015	I thought this was a very bad sign, for up to that day the men had gone briskly and willingly about their business; but the very sight of the island had relaxed the cords of discipline.
m2_script3_ipadflat_office1_0000	Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, “and what is the use of a book,” thought Alice, “without pictures or conversation?” So she was considering, in her own mind, whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her.
m2_script3_ipadflat_office1_0001	There was nothing so very remarkable in that; nor did Alice think it so very much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself “Oh dear!
m2_script3_ipadflat_office1_0003	I shall be too late!”; but when the Rabbit actually took a watch out of its waistcoat-pocket, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch to take out of it, and, burning with curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under the hedge.
m2_script3_ipadflat_office1_0004	In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how in the world she was to get out again.
m2_script3_ipadflat_office1_0005	The rabbit-hole went straight on like a tunnel for some way, and then dipped suddenly down, so suddenly that Alice had not a moment to think about stopping herself before she found herself falling down what seemed to be a very deep well.
m2_script3_ipadflat_office1_0006	Either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly, for she had plenty of time as she went down to look about her, and to wonder what was going to happen next.
m2_script3_ipadflat_office1_0007	First, she tried to look down and make out what she was coming to, but it was too dark to see anything: then she looked at the sides of the well, and noticed that they were filled with cupboards and bookshelves: here and there she saw maps and pictures hung upon pegs.
m2_script3_ipadflat_office1_0008	She took down a jar from one of the shelves as she passed: it was labelled “ORANGE MARMALADE,” but to her great disappointment it was empty: she did not like to drop the jar, for fear of killing somebody underneath, so managed to put it into one of the cupboards as she fell past it.
m2_script3_ipadflat_office1_0010	“After such a fall as this, I shall think nothing of tumbling down-stairs!
m2_script3_ipadflat_office1_0011	How brave they’ll all think me at home!
m2_script3_ipadflat_office1_0012	Why, I wouldn’t say anything about it, even if I fell off the top of the house!” Down, down, down.
m2_script3_ipadflat_office1_0013	Would the fall never come to an end?
m2_script3_ipadflat_office1_0014	“I wonder how many miles I’ve fallen by this time?” she said aloud.
m2_script3_ipadflat_office1_0015	“I must be getting somewhere near the centre of the earth.
m2_script3_ipadflat_office1_0016	Let me see: that would be four thousand miles down, I think—yes, that’s about the right distance—but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I’ve got to?”
f7_script4_ipad_office1_0000	We stopped under the willows by Kempton Park, and lunched.
f7_script4_ipad_office1_0001	It is a pretty little spot there: a pleasant grass plateau, running along by the water's edge, and overhung by willows.
f7_script4_ipad_office1_0002	We had just commenced the third course - the bread and jam - when a gentleman in shirt-sleeves and a short pipe came along, and wanted to know if we knew that we were trespassing.
f7_script4_ipad_office1_0003	We said we hadn't given the matter sufficient consideration as yet to enable us to arrive at a definite conclusion on that point, but that, if he assured us on his word as a gentleman that we WERE trespassing, we would, without further hesitation, believe it.
f7_script4_ipad_office1_0004	He gave us the required assurance, and we thanked him, but he still hung about, and seemed to be dissatisfied, so we asked him if there was anything further that we could do for him; and Harris, who is of a chummy disposition, offered him a bit of bread and jam.
f7_script4_ipad_office1_0005	I fancy he must have belonged to some society sworn to abstain from bread and jam; for he declined it quite gruffly, as if he were vexed at being tempted with it, and he added that it was his duty to turn us off.
f7_script4_ipad_office1_0006	Harris said that if it was a duty it ought to be done, and asked the man what was his idea with regard to the best means for accomplishing it.
f7_script4_ipad_office1_0007	Harris is what you would call a well-made man of about number one size, and looks hard and bony, and the man measured him up and down, and said he would go and consult his master, and then come back and chuck us both into the river.
f7_script4_ipad_office1_0008	Of course, we never saw him any more, and, of course, all he really wanted was a shilling.
f7_script4_ipad_office1_0009	There are a certain number of riverside roughs who make quite an income, during the summer, by slouching about the banks and blackmailing weakminded noodles in this way.
f7_script4_ipad_office1_0010	They represent themselves as sent by the proprietor.
f7_script4_ipad_office1_0011	The proper course to pursue is to offer your name and address, and leave the owner, if he really has anything to do with the matter, to summon you, and prove what damage you have done to his land by sitting down on a bit of it.
f7_script4_ipad_office1_0012	But the majority of people are so intensely lazy and timid, that they prefer to encourage the imposition by giving in to it rather than put an end to it by the exertion of a little firmness.
m8_script4_ipad_confroom2_0000	We stopped under the willows by Kempton Park, and lunched.
m8_script4_ipad_confroom2_0001	It is a pretty little spot there: a pleasant grass plateau, running along by the water's edge, and overhung by willows.
m8_script4_ipad_confroom2_0002	We had just commenced the third course - the bread and jam - when a gentleman in shirt-sleeves and a short pipe came along, and wanted to know if we knew that we were trespassing.
m8_script4_ipad_confroom2_0003	We said we hadn't given the matter sufficient consideration as yet to enable us to arrive at a definite conclusion on that point, but that, if he assured us on his word as a gentleman that we WERE trespassing, we would, without further hesitation, believe it.
m8_script4_ipad_confroom2_0004	He gave us the required assurance, and we thanked him, but he still hung about, and seemed to be dissatisfied, so we asked him if there was anything further that we could do for him; and Harris, who is of a chummy disposition, offered him a bit of bread and jam.
m8_script4_ipad_confroom2_0005	I fancy he must have belonged to some society sworn to abstain from bread and jam; for he declined it quite gruffly, as if he were vexed at being tempted with it, and he added that it was his duty to turn us off.
m8_script4_ipad_confroom2_0006	Harris said that if it was a duty it ought to be done, and asked the man what was his idea with regard to the best means for accomplishing it.
m8_script4_ipad_confroom2_0007	Harris is what you would call a well-made man of about number one size, and looks hard and bony, and the man measured him up and down, and said he would go and consult his master, and then come back and chuck us both into the river.
m8_script4_ipad_confroom2_0008	Of course, we never saw him any more, and, of course, all he really wanted was a shilling.
m8_script4_ipad_confroom2_0009	There are a certain number of riverside roughs who make quite an income, during the summer, by slouching about the banks and blackmailing weakminded noodles in this way.
m8_script4_ipad_confroom2_0010	They represent themselves as sent by the proprietor.
m8_script4_ipad_confroom2_0011	The proper course to pursue is to offer your name and address, and leave the owner, if he really has anything to do with the matter, to summon you, and prove what damage you have done to his land by sitting down on a bit of it.
m8_script4_ipad_confroom2_0012	But the majority of people are so intensely lazy and timid, that they prefer to encourage the imposition by giving in to it rather than put an end to it by the exertion of a little firmness.
m6_script2_ipad_livingroom1_0000	Buck did not read the newspapers, or he would have known that trouble was brewing, not alone for himself, but for every tide- water dog, strong of muscle and with warm, long hair, from Puget Sound to San Diego.
m6_script2_ipad_livingroom1_0001	Because men, groping in the Arctic darkness, had found a yellow metal, and because steamship and transportation companies were booming the find, thousands of men were rushing into the Northland.
m6_script2_ipad_livingroom1_0002	These men wanted dogs, and the dogs they wanted were heavy dogs, with strong muscles by which to toil, and furry coats to protect them from the frost.
m6_script2_ipad_livingroom1_0003	Buck lived at a big house in the sun-kissed Santa Clara Valley.
m6_script2_ipad_livingroom1_0005	It stood back from the road, half hidden among the trees, through which glimpses could be caught of the wide cool veranda that ran around its four sides.
m6_script2_ipad_livingroom1_0006	The house was approached by gravelled driveways which wound about through wide-spreading lawns and under the interlacing boughs of tall poplars.
m6_script2_ipad_livingroom1_0007	At the rear things were on even a more spacious scale than at the front.
m6_script2_ipad_livingroom1_0008	There were great stables, where a dozen grooms and boys held forth, rows of vine-clad servants' cottages, an endless and orderly array of outhouses, long grape arbors, green pastures, orchards, and berry patches.
m6_script2_ipad_livingroom1_0009	Then there was the pumping plant for the artesian well, and the big cement tank where Judge Miller's boys took their morning plunge and kept cool in the hot afternoon.
m6_script2_ipad_livingroom1_0010	And over this great demesne Buck ruled.
m6_script2_ipad_livingroom1_0011	Here he was born, and here he had lived the four years of his life.
m6_script2_ipad_livingroom1_0012	It was true, there were other dogs, There could not but be other dogs on so vast a place, but they did not count.
m6_script2_ipad_livingroom1_0013	They came and went, resided in the populous kennels, or lived obscurely in the recesses of the house after the fashion of Toots, the Japanese pug, or Ysabel, the Mexican hairless,—strange creatures that rarely put nose out of doors or set foot to ground.
m6_script2_ipad_livingroom1_0014	On the other hand, there were the fox terriers, a score of them at least, who yelped fearful promises at Toots and Ysabel looking out of the windows at them and protected by a legion of housemaids armed with brooms and mops.
m6_script2_ipad_livingroom1_0015	But Buck was neither house-dog nor kennel-dog.
m6_script2_ipad_livingroom1_0017	He plunged into the swimming tank or went hunting with the Judge's sons; he escorted Mollie and Alice, the Judge's daughters, on long twilight or early morning rambles; on wintry nights he lay at the Judge's feet before the roaring library fire; he carried the Judge's grandsons on his back, or rolled them in the grass, and guarded their footsteps through wild adventures down to the fountain in the stable yard, and even beyond, where the paddocks were, and the berry patches.
m6_script2_ipad_livingroom1_0018	Among the terriers he stalked imperiously, and Toots and Ysabel he utterly ignored, for he was king,—king over all creeping, crawling, flying things of Judge Miller's place, humans included.
m8_script4_ipad_balcony1_0000	We stopped under the willows by Kempton Park, and lunched.
m8_script4_ipad_balcony1_0001	It is a pretty little spot there: a pleasant grass plateau, running along by the water's edge, and overhung by willows.
m8_script4_ipad_balcony1_0002	We had just commenced the third course - the bread and jam - when a gentleman in shirt-sleeves and a short pipe came along, and wanted to know if we knew that we were trespassing.
m8_script4_ipad_balcony1_0003	We said we hadn't given the matter sufficient consideration as yet to enable us to arrive at a definite conclusion on that point, but that, if he assured us on his word as a gentleman that we WERE trespassing, we would, without further hesitation, believe it.
m8_script4_ipad_balcony1_0004	He gave us the required assurance, and we thanked him, but he still hung about, and seemed to be dissatisfied, so we asked him if there was anything further that we could do for him; and Harris, who is of a chummy disposition, offered him a bit of bread and jam.
m8_script4_ipad_balcony1_0005	I fancy he must have belonged to some society sworn to abstain from bread and jam; for he declined it quite gruffly, as if he were vexed at being tempted with it, and he added that it was his duty to turn us off.
m8_script4_ipad_balcony1_0006	Harris said that if it was a duty it ought to be done, and asked the man what was his idea with regard to the best means for accomplishing it.
m8_script4_ipad_balcony1_0007	Harris is what you would call a well-made man of about number one size, and looks hard and bony, and the man measured him up and down, and said he would go and consult his master, and then come back and chuck us both into the river.
m8_script4_ipad_balcony1_0008	Of course, we never saw him any more, and, of course, all he really wanted was a shilling.
m8_script4_ipad_balcony1_0009	There are a certain number of riverside roughs who make quite an income, during the summer, by slouching about the banks and blackmailing weakminded noodles in this way.
m8_script4_ipad_balcony1_0010	They represent themselves as sent by the proprietor.
m8_script4_ipad_balcony1_0011	The proper course to pursue is to offer your name and address, and leave the owner, if he really has anything to do with the matter, to summon you, and prove what damage you have done to his land by sitting down on a bit of it.
m8_script4_ipad_balcony1_0012	But the majority of people are so intensely lazy and timid, that they prefer to encourage the imposition by giving in to it rather than put an end to it by the exertion of a little firmness.
m6_script5_iphone_livingroom1_0000	Captain Nemo stood up.
m6_script5_iphone_livingroom1_0002	Contrived at the rear of the dining room, a double door opened, and I entered a room whose dimensions equaled the one I had just left.
m6_script5_iphone_livingroom1_0004	Tall, black–rosewood bookcases, inlaid with copperwork, held on their wide shelves a large number of uniformly bound books.
m6_script5_iphone_livingroom1_0005	These furnishings followed the contours of the room, their lower parts leading to huge couches upholstered in maroon leather and curved for maximum comfort.
m6_script5_iphone_livingroom1_0006	Light, movable reading stands, which could be pushed away or pulled near as desired, allowed books to be positioned on them for easy study.
m6_script5_iphone_livingroom1_0007	In the center stood a huge table covered with pamphlets, among which some newspapers, long out of date, were visible.
m6_script5_iphone_livingroom1_0008	Electric light flooded this whole harmonious totality, falling from four frosted half globes set in the scrollwork of the ceiling.
m6_script5_iphone_livingroom1_0009	I stared in genuine wonderment at this room so ingeniously laid out, and I couldn't believe my eyes.
m6_script5_iphone_livingroom1_0010	"Captain Nemo," I told my host, who had just stretched out on a couch, "this is a library that would do credit to more than one continental palace, and I truly marvel to think it can go with you into the deepest seas."
m6_script5_iphone_livingroom1_0011	"Where could one find greater silence or solitude, professor?"
m6_script5_iphone_livingroom1_0013	"Did your study at the museum afford you such a perfect retreat?"
m6_script5_iphone_livingroom1_0014	"No, sir, and I might add that it's quite a humble one next to yours.
m6_script5_iphone_livingroom1_0015	You own 6,000 or 7,000 volumes here … " "12,000, Professor Aronnax.
m6_script5_iphone_livingroom1_0016	They're my sole remaining ties with dry land.
m6_script5_iphone_livingroom1_0017	But I was done with the shore the day my Nautilus submerged for the first time under the waters.
m6_script5_iphone_livingroom1_0018	That day I purchased my last volumes, my last pamphlets, my last newspapers, and ever since I've chosen to believe that humanity no longer thinks or writes.
m6_script5_iphone_livingroom1_0019	In any event, professor, these books are at your disposal, and you may use them freely."
m6_script5_iphone_livingroom1_0020	I thanked Captain Nemo and approached the shelves of this library.
m6_script5_iphone_livingroom1_0021	Written in every language, books on science, ethics, and literature were there in abundance, but I didn't see a single work on economics—they seemed to be strictly banned on board.
m6_script5_iphone_livingroom1_0022	One odd detail: all these books were shelved indiscriminately without regard to the language in which they were written, and this jumble proved that the Nautilus's captain could read fluently whatever volumes he chanced to pick up.
m9_script5_iphone_livingroom1_0000	Captain Nemo stood up.
m9_script5_iphone_livingroom1_0002	Contrived at the rear of the dining room, a double door opened, and I entered a room whose dimensions equaled the one I had just left.
m9_script5_iphone_livingroom1_0004	Tall, black–rosewood bookcases, inlaid with copperwork, held on their wide shelves a large number of uniformly bound books.
m9_script5_iphone_livingroom1_0005	These furnishings followed the contours of the room, their lower parts leading to huge couches upholstered in maroon leather and curved for maximum comfort.
m9_script5_iphone_livingroom1_0006	Light, movable reading stands, which could be pushed away or pulled near as desired, allowed books to be positioned on them for easy study.
m9_script5_iphone_livingroom1_0007	In the center stood a huge table covered with pamphlets, among which some newspapers, long out of date, were visible.
m9_script5_iphone_livingroom1_0008	Electric light flooded this whole harmonious totality, falling from four frosted half globes set in the scrollwork of the ceiling.
m9_script5_iphone_livingroom1_0009	I stared in genuine wonderment at this room so ingeniously laid out, and I couldn't believe my eyes.
m9_script5_iphone_livingroom1_0010	"Captain Nemo," I told my host, who had just stretched out on a couch, "this is a library that would do credit to more than one continental palace, and I truly marvel to think it can go with you into the deepest seas."
m9_script5_iphone_livingroom1_0011	"Where could one find greater silence or solitude, professor?"
m9_script5_iphone_livingroom1_0013	"Did your study at the museum afford you such a perfect retreat?"
m9_script5_iphone_livingroom1_0014	"No, sir, and I might add that it's quite a humble one next to yours.
m9_script5_iphone_livingroom1_0015	You own 6,000 or 7,000 volumes here … " "12,000, Professor Aronnax.
m9_script5_iphone_livingroom1_0016	They're my sole remaining ties with dry land.
m9_script5_iphone_livingroom1_0017	But I was done with the shore the day my Nautilus submerged for the first time under the waters.
m9_script5_iphone_livingroom1_0018	That day I purchased my last volumes, my last pamphlets, my last newspapers, and ever since I've chosen to believe that humanity no longer thinks or writes.
m9_script5_iphone_livingroom1_0019	In any event, professor, these books are at your disposal, and you may use them freely."
m9_script5_iphone_livingroom1_0020	I thanked Captain Nemo and approached the shelves of this library.
m9_script5_iphone_livingroom1_0021	Written in every language, books on science, ethics, and literature were there in abundance, but I didn't see a single work on economics—they seemed to be strictly banned on board.
m9_script5_iphone_livingroom1_0022	One odd detail: all these books were shelved indiscriminately without regard to the language in which they were written, and this jumble proved that the Nautilus's captain could read fluently whatever volumes he chanced to pick up.
f8_script3_iphone_livingroom1_0000	Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, “and what is the use of a book,” thought Alice, “without pictures or conversation?” So she was considering, in her own mind, whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her.
f8_script3_iphone_livingroom1_0001	There was nothing so very remarkable in that; nor did Alice think it so very much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself “Oh dear!
f8_script3_iphone_livingroom1_0003	I shall be too late!”; but when the Rabbit actually took a watch out of its waistcoat-pocket, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch to take out of it, and, burning with curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under the hedge.
f8_script3_iphone_livingroom1_0004	In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how in the world she was to get out again.
f8_script3_iphone_livingroom1_0005	The rabbit-hole went straight on like a tunnel for some way, and then dipped suddenly down, so suddenly that Alice had not a moment to think about stopping herself before she found herself falling down what seemed to be a very deep well.
f8_script3_iphone_livingroom1_0006	Either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly, for she had plenty of time as she went down to look about her, and to wonder what was going to happen next.
f8_script3_iphone_livingroom1_0007	First, she tried to look down and make out what she was coming to, but it was too dark to see anything: then she looked at the sides of the well, and noticed that they were filled with cupboards and bookshelves: here and there she saw maps and pictures hung upon pegs.
f8_script3_iphone_livingroom1_0008	She took down a jar from one of the shelves as she passed: it was labelled “ORANGE MARMALADE,” but to her great disappointment it was empty: she did not like to drop the jar, for fear of killing somebody underneath, so managed to put it into one of the cupboards as she fell past it.
f8_script3_iphone_livingroom1_0009	“Well!” thought Alice to herself.
f8_script3_iphone_livingroom1_0010	“After such a fall as this, I shall think nothing of tumbling down-stairs!
f8_script3_iphone_livingroom1_0011	How brave they’ll all think me at home!
f8_script3_iphone_livingroom1_0012	Why, I wouldn’t say anything about it, even if I fell off the top of the house!” Down, down, down.
f8_script3_iphone_livingroom1_0013	Would the fall never come to an end?
f8_script3_iphone_livingroom1_0014	“I wonder how many miles I’ve fallen by this time?” she said aloud.
f8_script3_iphone_livingroom1_0015	“I must be getting somewhere near the centre of the earth.
f8_script3_iphone_livingroom1_0016	Let me see: that would be four thousand miles down, I think—yes, that’s about the right distance—but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I’ve got to?”
f1_script2_ipadflat_office1_0000	Buck did not read the newspapers, or he would have known that trouble was brewing, not alone for himself, but for every tide- water dog, strong of muscle and with warm, long hair, from Puget Sound to San Diego.
f1_script2_ipadflat_office1_0001	Because men, groping in the Arctic darkness, had found a yellow metal, and because steamship and transportation companies were booming the find, thousands of men were rushing into the Northland.
f1_script2_ipadflat_office1_0002	These men wanted dogs, and the dogs they wanted were heavy dogs, with strong muscles by which to toil, and furry coats to protect them from the frost.
f1_script2_ipadflat_office1_0003	Buck lived at a big house in the sun-kissed Santa Clara Valley.
f1_script2_ipadflat_office1_0004	Judge Miller's place, it was called.
f1_script2_ipadflat_office1_0005	It stood back from the road, half hidden among the trees, through which glimpses could be caught of the wide cool veranda that ran around its four sides.
f1_script2_ipadflat_office1_0006	The house was approached by gravelled driveways which wound about through wide-spreading lawns and under the interlacing boughs of tall poplars.
f1_script2_ipadflat_office1_0007	At the rear things were on even a more spacious scale than at the front.
f1_script2_ipadflat_office1_0008	There were great stables, where a dozen grooms and boys held forth, rows of vine-clad servants' cottages, an endless and orderly array of outhouses, long grape arbors, green pastures, orchards, and berry patches.
f1_script2_ipadflat_office1_0009	Then there was the pumping plant for the artesian well, and the big cement tank where Judge Miller's boys took their morning plunge and kept cool in the hot afternoon.
f1_script2_ipadflat_office1_0010	And over this great demesne Buck ruled.
f1_script2_ipadflat_office1_0011	Here he was born, and here he had lived the four years of his life.
f1_script2_ipadflat_office1_0012	It was true, there were other dogs, There could not but be other dogs on so vast a place, but they did not count.
f1_script2_ipadflat_office1_0013	They came and went, resided in the populous kennels, or lived obscurely in the recesses of the house after the fashion of Toots, the Japanese pug, or Ysabel, the Mexican hairless,—strange creatures that rarely put nose out of doors or set foot to ground.
f1_script2_ipadflat_office1_0014	On the other hand, there were the fox terriers, a score of them at least, who yelped fearful promises at Toots and Ysabel looking out of the windows at them and protected by a legion of housemaids armed with brooms and mops.
f1_script2_ipadflat_office1_0015	But Buck was neither house-dog nor kennel-dog.
f1_script2_ipadflat_office1_0017	He plunged into the swimming tank or went hunting with the Judge's sons; he escorted Mollie and Alice, the Judge's daughters, on long twilight or early morning rambles; on wintry nights he lay at the Judge's feet before the roaring library fire; he carried the Judge's grandsons on his back, or rolled them in the grass, and guarded their footsteps through wild adventures down to the fountain in the stable yard, and even beyond, where the paddocks were, and the berry patches.
f1_script2_ipadflat_office1_0018	Among the terriers he stalked imperiously, and Toots and Ysabel he utterly ignored, for he was king,—king over all creeping, crawling, flying things of Judge Miller's place, humans included.
m2_script3_cleanraw_0000	Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, “and what is the use of a book,” thought Alice, “without pictures or conversation?” So she was considering, in her own mind, whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her.
m2_script3_cleanraw_0001	There was nothing so very remarkable in that; nor did Alice think it so very much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself “Oh dear!
m2_script3_cleanraw_0003	I shall be too late!”; but when the Rabbit actually took a watch out of its waistcoat-pocket, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch to take out of it, and, burning with curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under the hedge.
m2_script3_cleanraw_0004	In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how in the world she was to get out again.
m2_script3_cleanraw_0005	The rabbit-hole went straight on like a tunnel for some way, and then dipped suddenly down, so suddenly that Alice had not a moment to think about stopping herself before she found herself falling down what seemed to be a very deep well.
m2_script3_cleanraw_0006	Either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly, for she had plenty of time as she went down to look about her, and to wonder what was going to happen next.
m2_script3_cleanraw_0007	First, she tried to look down and make out what she was coming to, but it was too dark to see anything: then she looked at the sides of the well, and noticed that they were filled with cupboards and bookshelves: here and there she saw maps and pictures hung upon pegs.
m2_script3_cleanraw_0008	She took down a jar from one of the shelves as she passed: it was labelled “ORANGE MARMALADE,” but to her great disappointment it was empty: she did not like to drop the jar, for fear of killing somebody underneath, so managed to put it into one of the cupboards as she fell past it.
m2_script3_cleanraw_0010	“After such a fall as this, I shall think nothing of tumbling down-stairs!
m2_script3_cleanraw_0011	How brave they’ll all think me at home!
m2_script3_cleanraw_0012	Why, I wouldn’t say anything about it, even if I fell off the top of the house!” Down, down, down.
m2_script3_cleanraw_0013	Would the fall never come to an end?
m2_script3_cleanraw_0014	“I wonder how many miles I’ve fallen by this time?” she said aloud.
m2_script3_cleanraw_0015	“I must be getting somewhere near the centre of the earth.
m2_script3_cleanraw_0016	Let me see: that would be four thousand miles down, I think—yes, that’s about the right distance—but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I’ve got to?”
f9_script3_ipadflat_office1_0000	Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, “and what is the use of a book,” thought Alice, “without pictures or conversation?” So she was considering, in her own mind, whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her.
f9_script3_ipadflat_office1_0001	There was nothing so very remarkable in that; nor did Alice think it so very much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself “Oh dear!
f9_script3_ipadflat_office1_0003	I shall be too late!”; but when the Rabbit actually took a watch out of its waistcoat-pocket, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch to take out of it, and, burning with curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under the hedge.
f9_script3_ipadflat_office1_0004	In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how in the world she was to get out again.
f9_script3_ipadflat_office1_0005	The rabbit-hole went straight on like a tunnel for some way, and then dipped suddenly down, so suddenly that Alice had not a moment to think about stopping herself before she found herself falling down what seemed to be a very deep well.
f9_script3_ipadflat_office1_0006	Either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly, for she had plenty of time as she went down to look about her, and to wonder what was going to happen next.
f9_script3_ipadflat_office1_0007	First, she tried to look down and make out what she was coming to, but it was too dark to see anything: then she looked at the sides of the well, and noticed that they were filled with cupboards and bookshelves: here and there she saw maps and pictures hung upon pegs.
f9_script3_ipadflat_office1_0008	She took down a jar from one of the shelves as she passed: it was labelled “ORANGE MARMALADE,” but to her great disappointment it was empty: she did not like to drop the jar, for fear of killing somebody underneath, so managed to put it into one of the cupboards as she fell past it.
f9_script3_ipadflat_office1_0009	“Well!” thought Alice to herself.
f9_script3_ipadflat_office1_0010	“After such a fall as this, I shall think nothing of tumbling down-stairs!
f9_script3_ipadflat_office1_0011	How brave they’ll all think me at home!
f9_script3_ipadflat_office1_0012	Why, I wouldn’t say anything about it, even if I fell off the top of the house!” Down, down, down.
f9_script3_ipadflat_office1_0013	Would the fall never come to an end?
f9_script3_ipadflat_office1_0014	“I wonder how many miles I’ve fallen by this time?” she said aloud.
f9_script3_ipadflat_office1_0015	“I must be getting somewhere near the centre of the earth.
f9_script3_ipadflat_office1_0016	Let me see: that would be four thousand miles down, I think—yes, that’s about the right distance—but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I’ve got to?”
m2_script3_ipadflat_confroom1_0000	Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, “and what is the use of a book,” thought Alice, “without pictures or conversation?” So she was considering, in her own mind, whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her.
m2_script3_ipadflat_confroom1_0001	There was nothing so very remarkable in that; nor did Alice think it so very much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself “Oh dear!
m2_script3_ipadflat_confroom1_0003	I shall be too late!”; but when the Rabbit actually took a watch out of its waistcoat-pocket, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch to take out of it, and, burning with curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under the hedge.
m2_script3_ipadflat_confroom1_0004	In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how in the world she was to get out again.
m2_script3_ipadflat_confroom1_0005	The rabbit-hole went straight on like a tunnel for some way, and then dipped suddenly down, so suddenly that Alice had not a moment to think about stopping herself before she found herself falling down what seemed to be a very deep well.
m2_script3_ipadflat_confroom1_0006	Either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly, for she had plenty of time as she went down to look about her, and to wonder what was going to happen next.
m2_script3_ipadflat_confroom1_0007	First, she tried to look down and make out what she was coming to, but it was too dark to see anything: then she looked at the sides of the well, and noticed that they were filled with cupboards and bookshelves: here and there she saw maps and pictures hung upon pegs.
m2_script3_ipadflat_confroom1_0008	She took down a jar from one of the shelves as she passed: it was labelled “ORANGE MARMALADE,” but to her great disappointment it was empty: she did not like to drop the jar, for fear of killing somebody underneath, so managed to put it into one of the cupboards as she fell past it.
m2_script3_ipadflat_confroom1_0010	“After such a fall as this, I shall think nothing of tumbling down-stairs!
m2_script3_ipadflat_confroom1_0011	How brave they’ll all think me at home!
m2_script3_ipadflat_confroom1_0012	Why, I wouldn’t say anything about it, even if I fell off the top of the house!” Down, down, down.
m2_script3_ipadflat_confroom1_0013	Would the fall never come to an end?
m2_script3_ipadflat_confroom1_0014	“I wonder how many miles I’ve fallen by this time?” she said aloud.
m2_script3_ipadflat_confroom1_0015	“I must be getting somewhere near the centre of the earth.
m2_script3_ipadflat_confroom1_0016	Let me see: that would be four thousand miles down, I think—yes, that’s about the right distance—but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I’ve got to?”
f1_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0000	The appearance of the island when I came on deck next morning was altogether changed.
f1_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0001	Although the breeze had now utterly ceased, we had made a great deal of way during the night and were now lying becalmed about half a mile to the south-east of the low eastern coast.
f1_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0002	Grey-coloured woods covered a large part of the surface.
f1_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0003	This even tint was indeed broken up by streaks of yellow sand-break in the lower lands, and by many tall trees of the pine family, out-topping the others—some singly, some in clumps; but the general colouring was uniform and sad.
f1_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0004	The hills ran up clear above the vegetation in spires of naked rock.
f1_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0005	All were strangely shaped, and the Spyglass, which was by three or four hundred feet the tallest on the island, was likewise the strangest in configuration, running up sheer from almost every side and then suddenly cut off at the top like a pedestal to put a statue on.
f1_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0006	The Hispaniola was rolling scuppers under in the ocean swell.
f1_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0007	The booms were tearing at the blocks, the rudder was banging to and fro, and the whole ship creaking, groaning, and jumping like a manufactory.
f1_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0008	I had to cling tight to the backstay, and the world turned giddily before my eyes, for though I was a good enough sailor when there was way on, this standing still and being rolled about like a bottle was a thing I never learned to stand without a qualm or so, above all in the morning, on an empty stomach.
f1_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0009	Perhaps it was this—perhaps it was the look of the island, with its grey, melancholy woods, and wild stone spires, and the surf that we could both see and hear foaming and thundering on the steep beach—at least, although the sun shone bright and hot, and the shore birds were fishing and crying all around us, and you would have thought anyone would have been glad to get to land after being so long at sea, my heart sank, as the saying is, into my boots; and from the first look onward, I hated the very thought of Treasure Island.
f1_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0010	We had a dreary morning's work before us, for there was no sign of any wind, and the boats had to be got out and manned, and the ship warped three or four miles round the corner of the island and up the narrow passage to the haven behind Skeleton Island.
f1_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0011	I volunteered for one of the boats, where I had, of course, no business.
f1_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0012	The heat was sweltering, and the men grumbled fiercely over their work.
f1_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0013	Anderson was in command of my boat, and instead of keeping the crew in order, he grumbled as loud as the worst.
f1_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0014	"Well," he said with an oath, "it's not forever."
f1_script1_ipad_livingroom1_0015	I thought this was a very bad sign, for up to that day the men had gone briskly and willingly about their business; but the very sight of the island had relaxed the cords of discipline.
f7_script3_ipad_office1_0000	Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, “and what is the use of a book,” thought Alice, “without pictures or conversation?” So she was considering, in her own mind, whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her.
f7_script3_ipad_office1_0001	There was nothing so very remarkable in that; nor did Alice think it so very much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself “Oh dear!
f7_script3_ipad_office1_0003	I shall be too late!”; but when the Rabbit actually took a watch out of its waistcoat-pocket, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch to take out of it, and, burning with curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under the hedge.
f7_script3_ipad_office1_0004	In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how in the world she was to get out again.
f7_script3_ipad_office1_0005	The rabbit-hole went straight on like a tunnel for some way, and then dipped suddenly down, so suddenly that Alice had not a moment to think about stopping herself before she found herself falling down what seemed to be a very deep well.
f7_script3_ipad_office1_0006	Either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly, for she had plenty of time as she went down to look about her, and to wonder what was going to happen next.
f7_script3_ipad_office1_0007	First, she tried to look down and make out what she was coming to, but it was too dark to see anything: then she looked at the sides of the well, and noticed that they were filled with cupboards and bookshelves: here and there she saw maps and pictures hung upon pegs.
f7_script3_ipad_office1_0008	She took down a jar from one of the shelves as she passed: it was labelled “ORANGE MARMALADE,” but to her great disappointment it was empty: she did not like to drop the jar, for fear of killing somebody underneath, so managed to put it into one of the cupboards as she fell past it.
f7_script3_ipad_office1_0009	“Well!” thought Alice to herself.
f7_script3_ipad_office1_0010	“After such a fall as this, I shall think nothing of tumbling down-stairs!
f7_script3_ipad_office1_0011	How brave they’ll all think me at home!
f7_script3_ipad_office1_0012	Why, I wouldn’t say anything about it, even if I fell off the top of the house!” Down, down, down.
f7_script3_ipad_office1_0013	Would the fall never come to an end?
f7_script3_ipad_office1_0014	“I wonder how many miles I’ve fallen by this time?” she said aloud.
f7_script3_ipad_office1_0015	“I must be getting somewhere near the centre of the earth.
f7_script3_ipad_office1_0016	Let me see: that would be four thousand miles down, I think—yes, that’s about the right distance—but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I’ve got to?”
m3_script1_ipad_confroom1_0000	The appearance of the island when I came on deck next morning was altogether changed.
m3_script1_ipad_confroom1_0001	Although the breeze had now utterly ceased, we had made a great deal of way during the night and were now lying becalmed about half a mile to the south-east of the low eastern coast.
m3_script1_ipad_confroom1_0002	Grey-coloured woods covered a large part of the surface.
m3_script1_ipad_confroom1_0003	This even tint was indeed broken up by streaks of yellow sand-break in the lower lands, and by many tall trees of the pine family, out-topping the others—some singly, some in clumps; but the general colouring was uniform and sad.
m3_script1_ipad_confroom1_0004	The hills ran up clear above the vegetation in spires of naked rock.
m3_script1_ipad_confroom1_0005	All were strangely shaped, and the Spyglass, which was by three or four hundred feet the tallest on the island, was likewise the strangest in configuration, running up sheer from almost every side and then suddenly cut off at the top like a pedestal to put a statue on.
m3_script1_ipad_confroom1_0006	The Hispaniola was rolling scuppers under in the ocean swell.
m3_script1_ipad_confroom1_0007	The booms were tearing at the blocks, the rudder was banging to and fro, and the whole ship creaking, groaning, and jumping like a manufactory.
m3_script1_ipad_confroom1_0008	I had to cling tight to the backstay, and the world turned giddily before my eyes, for though I was a good enough sailor when there was way on, this standing still and being rolled about like a bottle was a thing I never learned to stand without a qualm or so, above all in the morning, on an empty stomach.
m3_script1_ipad_confroom1_0009	Perhaps it was this—perhaps it was the look of the island, with its grey, melancholy woods, and wild stone spires, and the surf that we could both see and hear foaming and thundering on the steep beach—at least, although the sun shone bright and hot, and the shore birds were fishing and crying all around us, and you would have thought anyone would have been glad to get to land after being so long at sea, my heart sank, as the saying is, into my boots; and from the first look onward, I hated the very thought of Treasure Island.
m3_script1_ipad_confroom1_0010	We had a dreary morning's work before us, for there was no sign of any wind, and the boats had to be got out and manned, and the ship warped three or four miles round the corner of the island and up the narrow passage to the haven behind Skeleton Island.
m3_script1_ipad_confroom1_0011	I volunteered for one of the boats, where I had, of course, no business.
m3_script1_ipad_confroom1_0012	The heat was sweltering, and the men grumbled fiercely over their work.
m3_script1_ipad_confroom1_0013	Anderson was in command of my boat, and instead of keeping the crew in order, he grumbled as loud as the worst.
m3_script1_ipad_confroom1_0014	"Well," he said with an oath, "it's not forever."
m3_script1_ipad_confroom1_0015	I thought this was a very bad sign, for up to that day the men had gone briskly and willingly about their business; but the very sight of the island had relaxed the cords of discipline.
f4_script1_ipad_confroom1_0000	The appearance of the island when I came on deck next morning was altogether changed.
f4_script1_ipad_confroom1_0001	Although the breeze had now utterly ceased, we had made a great deal of way during the night and were now lying becalmed about half a mile to the south-east of the low eastern coast.
f4_script1_ipad_confroom1_0002	Grey-coloured woods covered a large part of the surface.
f4_script1_ipad_confroom1_0003	This even tint was indeed broken up by streaks of yellow sand-break in the lower lands, and by many tall trees of the pine family, out-topping the others—some singly, some in clumps; but the general colouring was uniform and sad.
f4_script1_ipad_confroom1_0004	The hills ran up clear above the vegetation in spires of naked rock.
f4_script1_ipad_confroom1_0005	All were strangely shaped, and the Spyglass, which was by three or four hundred feet the tallest on the island, was likewise the strangest in configuration, running up sheer from almost every side and then suddenly cut off at the top like a pedestal to put a statue on.
f4_script1_ipad_confroom1_0006	The Hispaniola was rolling scuppers under in the ocean swell.
f4_script1_ipad_confroom1_0007	The booms were tearing at the blocks, the rudder was banging to and fro, and the whole ship creaking, groaning, and jumping like a manufactory.
f4_script1_ipad_confroom1_0008	I had to cling tight to the backstay, and the world turned giddily before my eyes, for though I was a good enough sailor when there was way on, this standing still and being rolled about like a bottle was a thing I never learned to stand without a qualm or so, above all in the morning, on an empty stomach.
f4_script1_ipad_confroom1_0009	Perhaps it was this—perhaps it was the look of the island, with its grey, melancholy woods, and wild stone spires, and the surf that we could both see and hear foaming and thundering on the steep beach—at least, although the sun shone bright and hot, and the shore birds were fishing and crying all around us, and you would have thought anyone would have been glad to get to land after being so long at sea, my heart sank, as the saying is, into my boots; and from the first look onward, I hated the very thought of Treasure Island.
f4_script1_ipad_confroom1_0010	We had a dreary morning's work before us, for there was no sign of any wind, and the boats had to be got out and manned, and the ship warped three or four miles round the corner of the island and up the narrow passage to the haven behind Skeleton Island.
f4_script1_ipad_confroom1_0011	I volunteered for one of the boats, where I had, of course, no business.
f4_script1_ipad_confroom1_0012	The heat was sweltering, and the men grumbled fiercely over their work.
f4_script1_ipad_confroom1_0013	Anderson was in command of my boat, and instead of keeping the crew in order, he grumbled as loud as the worst.
f4_script1_ipad_confroom1_0014	"Well," he said with an oath, "it's not forever."
f4_script1_ipad_confroom1_0015	I thought this was a very bad sign, for up to that day the men had gone briskly and willingly about their business; but the very sight of the island had relaxed the cords of discipline.
m3_script1_ipad_balcony1_0000	The appearance of the island when I came on deck next morning was altogether changed.
m3_script1_ipad_balcony1_0001	Although the breeze had now utterly ceased, we had made a great deal of way during the night and were now lying becalmed about half a mile to the south-east of the low eastern coast.
m3_script1_ipad_balcony1_0002	Grey-coloured woods covered a large part of the surface.
m3_script1_ipad_balcony1_0003	This even tint was indeed broken up by streaks of yellow sand-break in the lower lands, and by many tall trees of the pine family, out-topping the others—some singly, some in clumps; but the general colouring was uniform and sad.
m3_script1_ipad_balcony1_0004	The hills ran up clear above the vegetation in spires of naked rock.
m3_script1_ipad_balcony1_0005	All were strangely shaped, and the Spyglass, which was by three or four hundred feet the tallest on the island, was likewise the strangest in configuration, running up sheer from almost every side and then suddenly cut off at the top like a pedestal to put a statue on.
m3_script1_ipad_balcony1_0006	The Hispaniola was rolling scuppers under in the ocean swell.
m3_script1_ipad_balcony1_0007	The booms were tearing at the blocks, the rudder was banging to and fro, and the whole ship creaking, groaning, and jumping like a manufactory.
m3_script1_ipad_balcony1_0008	I had to cling tight to the backstay, and the world turned giddily before my eyes, for though I was a good enough sailor when there was way on, this standing still and being rolled about like a bottle was a thing I never learned to stand without a qualm or so, above all in the morning, on an empty stomach.
m3_script1_ipad_balcony1_0009	Perhaps it was this—perhaps it was the look of the island, with its grey, melancholy woods, and wild stone spires, and the surf that we could both see and hear foaming and thundering on the steep beach—at least, although the sun shone bright and hot, and the shore birds were fishing and crying all around us, and you would have thought anyone would have been glad to get to land after being so long at sea, my heart sank, as the saying is, into my boots; and from the first look onward, I hated the very thought of Treasure Island.
m3_script1_ipad_balcony1_0010	We had a dreary morning's work before us, for there was no sign of any wind, and the boats had to be got out and manned, and the ship warped three or four miles round the corner of the island and up the narrow passage to the haven behind Skeleton Island.
m3_script1_ipad_balcony1_0011	I volunteered for one of the boats, where I had, of course, no business.
m3_script1_ipad_balcony1_0012	The heat was sweltering, and the men grumbled fiercely over their work.
m3_script1_ipad_balcony1_0013	Anderson was in command of my boat, and instead of keeping the crew in order, he grumbled as loud as the worst.
m3_script1_ipad_balcony1_0014	"Well," he said with an oath, "it's not forever."
m3_script1_ipad_balcony1_0015	I thought this was a very bad sign, for up to that day the men had gone briskly and willingly about their business; but the very sight of the island had relaxed the cords of discipline.
f1_script3_ipad_office1_0000	Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, “and what is the use of a book,” thought Alice, “without pictures or conversation?” So she was considering, in her own mind, whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her.
f1_script3_ipad_office1_0001	There was nothing so very remarkable in that; nor did Alice think it so very much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself “Oh dear!
f1_script3_ipad_office1_0003	I shall be too late!”; but when the Rabbit actually took a watch out of its waistcoat-pocket, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch to take out of it, and, burning with curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under the hedge.
f1_script3_ipad_office1_0004	In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how in the world she was to get out again.
f1_script3_ipad_office1_0005	The rabbit-hole went straight on like a tunnel for some way, and then dipped suddenly down, so suddenly that Alice had not a moment to think about stopping herself before she found herself falling down what seemed to be a very deep well.
f1_script3_ipad_office1_0006	Either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly, for she had plenty of time as she went down to look about her, and to wonder what was going to happen next.
f1_script3_ipad_office1_0007	First, she tried to look down and make out what she was coming to, but it was too dark to see anything: then she looked at the sides of the well, and noticed that they were filled with cupboards and bookshelves: here and there she saw maps and pictures hung upon pegs.
f1_script3_ipad_office1_0008	She took down a jar from one of the shelves as she passed: it was labelled “ORANGE MARMALADE,” but to her great disappointment it was empty: she did not like to drop the jar, for fear of killing somebody underneath, so managed to put it into one of the cupboards as she fell past it.
f1_script3_ipad_office1_0009	“Well!” thought Alice to herself.
f1_script3_ipad_office1_0010	“After such a fall as this, I shall think nothing of tumbling down-stairs!
f1_script3_ipad_office1_0011	How brave they’ll all think me at home!
f1_script3_ipad_office1_0012	Why, I wouldn’t say anything about it, even if I fell off the top of the house!” Down, down, down.
f1_script3_ipad_office1_0013	Would the fall never come to an end?
f1_script3_ipad_office1_0014	“I wonder how many miles I’ve fallen by this time?” she said aloud.
f1_script3_ipad_office1_0015	“I must be getting somewhere near the centre of the earth.
f1_script3_ipad_office1_0016	Let me see: that would be four thousand miles down, I think—yes, that’s about the right distance—but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I’ve got to?”
m7_script3_iphone_livingroom1_0000	Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, “and what is the use of a book,” thought Alice, “without pictures or conversation?” So she was considering, in her own mind, whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her.
m7_script3_iphone_livingroom1_0001	There was nothing so very remarkable in that; nor did Alice think it so very much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself “Oh dear!
m7_script3_iphone_livingroom1_0003	I shall be too late!”; but when the Rabbit actually took a watch out of its waistcoat-pocket, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch to take out of it, and, burning with curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under the hedge.
m7_script3_iphone_livingroom1_0004	In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how in the world she was to get out again.
m7_script3_iphone_livingroom1_0005	The rabbit-hole went straight on like a tunnel for some way, and then dipped suddenly down, so suddenly that Alice had not a moment to think about stopping herself before she found herself falling down what seemed to be a very deep well.
m7_script3_iphone_livingroom1_0006	Either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly, for she had plenty of time as she went down to look about her, and to wonder what was going to happen next.
m7_script3_iphone_livingroom1_0007	First, she tried to look down and make out what she was coming to, but it was too dark to see anything: then she looked at the sides of the well, and noticed that they were filled with cupboards and bookshelves: here and there she saw maps and pictures hung upon pegs.
m7_script3_iphone_livingroom1_0008	She took down a jar from one of the shelves as she passed: it was labelled “ORANGE MARMALADE,” but to her great disappointment it was empty: she did not like to drop the jar, for fear of killing somebody underneath, so managed to put it into one of the cupboards as she fell past it.
m7_script3_iphone_livingroom1_0009	“Well!” thought Alice to herself.
m7_script3_iphone_livingroom1_0010	“After such a fall as this, I shall think nothing of tumbling down-stairs!
m7_script3_iphone_livingroom1_0012	Why, I wouldn’t say anything about it, even if I fell off the top of the house!” Down, down, down.
m7_script3_iphone_livingroom1_0013	Would the fall never come to an end?
m7_script3_iphone_livingroom1_0014	“I wonder how many miles I’ve fallen by this time?” she said aloud.
m7_script3_iphone_livingroom1_0015	“I must be getting somewhere near the centre of the earth.
m7_script3_iphone_livingroom1_0016	Let me see: that would be four thousand miles down, I think—yes, that’s about the right distance—but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I’ve got to?”
m4_script1_ipad_bedroom1_0000	The appearance of the island when I came on deck next morning was altogether changed.
m4_script1_ipad_bedroom1_0001	Although the breeze had now utterly ceased, we had made a great deal of way during the night and were now lying becalmed about half a mile to the south-east of the low eastern coast.
m4_script1_ipad_bedroom1_0002	Grey-coloured woods covered a large part of the surface.
m4_script1_ipad_bedroom1_0003	This even tint was indeed broken up by streaks of yellow sand-break in the lower lands, and by many tall trees of the pine family, out-topping the others—some singly, some in clumps; but the general colouring was uniform and sad.
m4_script1_ipad_bedroom1_0004	The hills ran up clear above the vegetation in spires of naked rock.
m4_script1_ipad_bedroom1_0005	All were strangely shaped, and the Spyglass, which was by three or four hundred feet the tallest on the island, was likewise the strangest in configuration, running up sheer from almost every side and then suddenly cut off at the top like a pedestal to put a statue on.
m4_script1_ipad_bedroom1_0006	The Hispaniola was rolling scuppers under in the ocean swell.
m4_script1_ipad_bedroom1_0007	The booms were tearing at the blocks, the rudder was banging to and fro, and the whole ship creaking, groaning, and jumping like a manufactory.
m4_script1_ipad_bedroom1_0008	I had to cling tight to the backstay, and the world turned giddily before my eyes, for though I was a good enough sailor when there was way on, this standing still and being rolled about like a bottle was a thing I never learned to stand without a qualm or so, above all in the morning, on an empty stomach.
m4_script1_ipad_bedroom1_0009	Perhaps it was this—perhaps it was the look of the island, with its grey, melancholy woods, and wild stone spires, and the surf that we could both see and hear foaming and thundering on the steep beach—at least, although the sun shone bright and hot, and the shore birds were fishing and crying all around us, and you would have thought anyone would have been glad to get to land after being so long at sea, my heart sank, as the saying is, into my boots; and from the first look onward, I hated the very thought of Treasure Island.
m4_script1_ipad_bedroom1_0010	We had a dreary morning's work before us, for there was no sign of any wind, and the boats had to be got out and manned, and the ship warped three or four miles round the corner of the island and up the narrow passage to the haven behind Skeleton Island.
m4_script1_ipad_bedroom1_0011	I volunteered for one of the boats, where I had, of course, no business.
m4_script1_ipad_bedroom1_0012	The heat was sweltering, and the men grumbled fiercely over their work.
m4_script1_ipad_bedroom1_0013	Anderson was in command of my boat, and instead of keeping the crew in order, he grumbled as loud as the worst.
m4_script1_ipad_bedroom1_0014	"Well," he said with an oath, "it's not forever."
m4_script1_ipad_bedroom1_0015	I thought this was a very bad sign, for up to that day the men had gone briskly and willingly about their business; but the very sight of the island had relaxed the cords of discipline.
m2_script5_ipad_office1_0000	Captain Nemo stood up.
m2_script5_ipad_office1_0002	Contrived at the rear of the dining room, a double door opened, and I entered a room whose dimensions equaled the one I had just left.
m2_script5_ipad_office1_0004	Tall, black–rosewood bookcases, inlaid with copperwork, held on their wide shelves a large number of uniformly bound books.
m2_script5_ipad_office1_0005	These furnishings followed the contours of the room, their lower parts leading to huge couches upholstered in maroon leather and curved for maximum comfort.
m2_script5_ipad_office1_0006	Light, movable reading stands, which could be pushed away or pulled near as desired, allowed books to be positioned on them for easy study.
m2_script5_ipad_office1_0007	In the center stood a huge table covered with pamphlets, among which some newspapers, long out of date, were visible.
m2_script5_ipad_office1_0008	Electric light flooded this whole harmonious totality, falling from four frosted half globes set in the scrollwork of the ceiling.
m2_script5_ipad_office1_0009	I stared in genuine wonderment at this room so ingeniously laid out, and I couldn't believe my eyes.
m2_script5_ipad_office1_0010	"Captain Nemo," I told my host, who had just stretched out on a couch, "this is a library that would do credit to more than one continental palace, and I truly marvel to think it can go with you into the deepest seas."
m2_script5_ipad_office1_0011	"Where could one find greater silence or solitude, professor?"
m2_script5_ipad_office1_0013	"Did your study at the museum afford you such a perfect retreat?"
m2_script5_ipad_office1_0014	"No, sir, and I might add that it's quite a humble one next to yours.
m2_script5_ipad_office1_0015	You own 6,000 or 7,000 volumes here … " "12,000, Professor Aronnax.
m2_script5_ipad_office1_0016	They're my sole remaining ties with dry land.
m2_script5_ipad_office1_0017	But I was done with the shore the day my Nautilus submerged for the first time under the waters.
m2_script5_ipad_office1_0018	That day I purchased my last volumes, my last pamphlets, my last newspapers, and ever since I've chosen to believe that humanity no longer thinks or writes.
m2_script5_ipad_office1_0019	In any event, professor, these books are at your disposal, and you may use them freely."
m2_script5_ipad_office1_0020	I thanked Captain Nemo and approached the shelves of this library.
m2_script5_ipad_office1_0021	Written in every language, books on science, ethics, and literature were there in abundance, but I didn't see a single work on economics—they seemed to be strictly banned on board.
m2_script5_ipad_office1_0022	One odd detail: all these books were shelved indiscriminately without regard to the language in which they were written, and this jumble proved that the Nautilus's captain could read fluently whatever volumes he chanced to pick up.
f3_script5_ipad_confroom1_0000	Captain Nemo stood up.
f3_script5_ipad_confroom1_0002	Contrived at the rear of the dining room, a double door opened, and I entered a room whose dimensions equaled the one I had just left.
f3_script5_ipad_confroom1_0004	Tall, black–rosewood bookcases, inlaid with copperwork, held on their wide shelves a large number of uniformly bound books.
f3_script5_ipad_confroom1_0005	These furnishings followed the contours of the room, their lower parts leading to huge couches upholstered in maroon leather and curved for maximum comfort.
f3_script5_ipad_confroom1_0006	Light, movable reading stands, which could be pushed away or pulled near as desired, allowed books to be positioned on them for easy study.
f3_script5_ipad_confroom1_0007	In the center stood a huge table covered with pamphlets, among which some newspapers, long out of date, were visible.
f3_script5_ipad_confroom1_0008	Electric light flooded this whole harmonious totality, falling from four frosted half globes set in the scrollwork of the ceiling.
f3_script5_ipad_confroom1_0009	I stared in genuine wonderment at this room so ingeniously laid out, and I couldn't believe my eyes.
f3_script5_ipad_confroom1_0010	"Captain Nemo," I told my host, who had just stretched out on a couch, "this is a library that would do credit to more than one continental palace, and I truly marvel to think it can go with you into the deepest seas."
f3_script5_ipad_confroom1_0011	"Where could one find greater silence or solitude, professor?"
f3_script5_ipad_confroom1_0013	"Did your study at the museum afford you such a perfect retreat?"
f3_script5_ipad_confroom1_0014	"No, sir, and I might add that it's quite a humble one next to yours.
f3_script5_ipad_confroom1_0015	You own 6,000 or 7,000 volumes here … " "12,000, Professor Aronnax.
f3_script5_ipad_confroom1_0016	They're my sole remaining ties with dry land.
f3_script5_ipad_confroom1_0017	But I was done with the shore the day my Nautilus submerged for the first time under the waters.
f3_script5_ipad_confroom1_0018	That day I purchased my last volumes, my last pamphlets, my last newspapers, and ever since I've chosen to believe that humanity no longer thinks or writes.
f3_script5_ipad_confroom1_0019	In any event, professor, these books are at your disposal, and you may use them freely."
f3_script5_ipad_confroom1_0020	I thanked Captain Nemo and approached the shelves of this library.
f3_script5_ipad_confroom1_0021	Written in every language, books on science, ethics, and literature were there in abundance, but I didn't see a single work on economics—they seemed to be strictly banned on board.
f3_script5_ipad_confroom1_0022	One odd detail: all these books were shelved indiscriminately without regard to the language in which they were written, and this jumble proved that the Nautilus's captain could read fluently whatever volumes he chanced to pick up.
m5_script5_iphone_balcony1_0000	Captain Nemo stood up.
m5_script5_iphone_balcony1_0002	Contrived at the rear of the dining room, a double door opened, and I entered a room whose dimensions equaled the one I had just left.
m5_script5_iphone_balcony1_0004	Tall, black–rosewood bookcases, inlaid with copperwork, held on their wide shelves a large number of uniformly bound books.
m5_script5_iphone_balcony1_0005	These furnishings followed the contours of the room, their lower parts leading to huge couches upholstered in maroon leather and curved for maximum comfort.
m5_script5_iphone_balcony1_0006	Light, movable reading stands, which could be pushed away or pulled near as desired, allowed books to be positioned on them for easy study.
m5_script5_iphone_balcony1_0007	In the center stood a huge table covered with pamphlets, among which some newspapers, long out of date, were visible.
m5_script5_iphone_balcony1_0008	Electric light flooded this whole harmonious totality, falling from four frosted half globes set in the scrollwork of the ceiling.
m5_script5_iphone_balcony1_0009	I stared in genuine wonderment at this room so ingeniously laid out, and I couldn't believe my eyes.
m5_script5_iphone_balcony1_0010	"Captain Nemo," I told my host, who had just stretched out on a couch, "this is a library that would do credit to more than one continental palace, and I truly marvel to think it can go with you into the deepest seas."
m5_script5_iphone_balcony1_0011	"Where could one find greater silence or solitude, professor?"
m5_script5_iphone_balcony1_0013	"Did your study at the museum afford you such a perfect retreat?"
m5_script5_iphone_balcony1_0014	"No, sir, and I might add that it's quite a humble one next to yours.
m5_script5_iphone_balcony1_0015	You own 6,000 or 7,000 volumes here … " "12,000, Professor Aronnax.
m5_script5_iphone_balcony1_0016	They're my sole remaining ties with dry land.
m5_script5_iphone_balcony1_0017	But I was done with the shore the day my Nautilus submerged for the first time under the waters.
m5_script5_iphone_balcony1_0018	That day I purchased my last volumes, my last pamphlets, my last newspapers, and ever since I've chosen to believe that humanity no longer thinks or writes.
m5_script5_iphone_balcony1_0019	In any event, professor, these books are at your disposal, and you may use them freely."
m5_script5_iphone_balcony1_0020	I thanked Captain Nemo and approached the shelves of this library.
m5_script5_iphone_balcony1_0021	Written in every language, books on science, ethics, and literature were there in abundance, but I didn't see a single work on economics—they seemed to be strictly banned on board.
m5_script5_iphone_balcony1_0022	One odd detail: all these books were shelved indiscriminately without regard to the language in which they were written, and this jumble proved that the Nautilus's captain could read fluently whatever volumes he chanced to pick up.
m10_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0000	The appearance of the island when I came on deck next morning was altogether changed.
m10_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0001	Although the breeze had now utterly ceased, we had made a great deal of way during the night and were now lying becalmed about half a mile to the south-east of the low eastern coast.
m10_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0002	Grey-coloured woods covered a large part of the surface.
m10_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0003	This even tint was indeed broken up by streaks of yellow sand-break in the lower lands, and by many tall trees of the pine family, out-topping the others—some singly, some in clumps; but the general colouring was uniform and sad.
m10_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0004	The hills ran up clear above the vegetation in spires of naked rock.
m10_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0005	All were strangely shaped, and the Spyglass, which was by three or four hundred feet the tallest on the island, was likewise the strangest in configuration, running up sheer from almost every side and then suddenly cut off at the top like a pedestal to put a statue on.
m10_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0006	The Hispaniola was rolling scuppers under in the ocean swell.
m10_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0007	The booms were tearing at the blocks, the rudder was banging to and fro, and the whole ship creaking, groaning, and jumping like a manufactory.
m10_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0008	I had to cling tight to the backstay, and the world turned giddily before my eyes, for though I was a good enough sailor when there was way on, this standing still and being rolled about like a bottle was a thing I never learned to stand without a qualm or so, above all in the morning, on an empty stomach.
m10_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0009	Perhaps it was this—perhaps it was the look of the island, with its grey, melancholy woods, and wild stone spires, and the surf that we could both see and hear foaming and thundering on the steep beach—at least, although the sun shone bright and hot, and the shore birds were fishing and crying all around us, and you would have thought anyone would have been glad to get to land after being so long at sea, my heart sank, as the saying is, into my boots; and from the first look onward, I hated the very thought of Treasure Island.
m10_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0010	We had a dreary morning's work before us, for there was no sign of any wind, and the boats had to be got out and manned, and the ship warped three or four miles round the corner of the island and up the narrow passage to the haven behind Skeleton Island.
m10_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0011	I volunteered for one of the boats, where I had, of course, no business.
m10_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0012	The heat was sweltering, and the men grumbled fiercely over their work.
m10_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0013	Anderson was in command of my boat, and instead of keeping the crew in order, he grumbled as loud as the worst.
m10_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0014	"Well," he said with an oath, "it's not forever."
m10_script1_iphone_livingroom1_0015	I thought this was a very bad sign, for up to that day the men had gone briskly and willingly about their business; but the very sight of the island had relaxed the cords of discipline.
m6_script5_cleanraw_0000	Captain Nemo stood up.
m6_script5_cleanraw_0002	Contrived at the rear of the dining room, a double door opened, and I entered a room whose dimensions equaled the one I had just left.
m6_script5_cleanraw_0004	Tall, black–rosewood bookcases, inlaid with copperwork, held on their wide shelves a large number of uniformly bound books.
m6_script5_cleanraw_0005	These furnishings followed the contours of the room, their lower parts leading to huge couches upholstered in maroon leather and curved for maximum comfort.
m6_script5_cleanraw_0006	Light, movable reading stands, which could be pushed away or pulled near as desired, allowed books to be positioned on them for easy study.
m6_script5_cleanraw_0007	In the center stood a huge table covered with pamphlets, among which some newspapers, long out of date, were visible.
m6_script5_cleanraw_0008	Electric light flooded this whole harmonious totality, falling from four frosted half globes set in the scrollwork of the ceiling.
m6_script5_cleanraw_0009	I stared in genuine wonderment at this room so ingeniously laid out, and I couldn't believe my eyes.
m6_script5_cleanraw_0010	"Captain Nemo," I told my host, who had just stretched out on a couch, "this is a library that would do credit to more than one continental palace, and I truly marvel to think it can go with you into the deepest seas."
m6_script5_cleanraw_0011	"Where could one find greater silence or solitude, professor?"
m6_script5_cleanraw_0013	"Did your study at the museum afford you such a perfect retreat?"
m6_script5_cleanraw_0014	"No, sir, and I might add that it's quite a humble one next to yours.
m6_script5_cleanraw_0015	You own 6,000 or 7,000 volumes here … " "12,000, Professor Aronnax.
m6_script5_cleanraw_0016	They're my sole remaining ties with dry land.
m6_script5_cleanraw_0017	But I was done with the shore the day my Nautilus submerged for the first time under the waters.
m6_script5_cleanraw_0018	That day I purchased my last volumes, my last pamphlets, my last newspapers, and ever since I've chosen to believe that humanity no longer thinks or writes.
m6_script5_cleanraw_0019	In any event, professor, these books are at your disposal, and you may use them freely."
m6_script5_cleanraw_0020	I thanked Captain Nemo and approached the shelves of this library.
m6_script5_cleanraw_0021	Written in every language, books on science, ethics, and literature were there in abundance, but I didn't see a single work on economics—they seemed to be strictly banned on board.
m6_script5_cleanraw_0022	One odd detail: all these books were shelved indiscriminately without regard to the language in which they were written, and this jumble proved that the Nautilus's captain could read fluently whatever volumes he chanced to pick up.
f10_script4_ipadflat_office1_0000	We stopped under the willows by Kempton Park, and lunched.
f10_script4_ipadflat_office1_0001	It is a pretty little spot there: a pleasant grass plateau, running along by the water's edge, and overhung by willows.
f10_script4_ipadflat_office1_0002	We had just commenced the third course - the bread and jam - when a gentleman in shirt-sleeves and a short pipe came along, and wanted to know if we knew that we were trespassing.
f10_script4_ipadflat_office1_0003	We said we hadn't given the matter sufficient consideration as yet to enable us to arrive at a definite conclusion on that point, but that, if he assured us on his word as a gentleman that we WERE trespassing, we would, without further hesitation, believe it.
f10_script4_ipadflat_office1_0004	He gave us the required assurance, and we thanked him, but he still hung about, and seemed to be dissatisfied, so we asked him if there was anything further that we could do for him; and Harris, who is of a chummy disposition, offered him a bit of bread and jam.
f10_script4_ipadflat_office1_0005	I fancy he must have belonged to some society sworn to abstain from bread and jam; for he declined it quite gruffly, as if he were vexed at being tempted with it, and he added that it was his duty to turn us off.
f10_script4_ipadflat_office1_0006	Harris said that if it was a duty it ought to be done, and asked the man what was his idea with regard to the best means for accomplishing it.
f10_script4_ipadflat_office1_0007	Harris is what you would call a well-made man of about number one size, and looks hard and bony, and the man measured him up and down, and said he would go and consult his master, and then come back and chuck us both into the river.
f10_script4_ipadflat_office1_0008	Of course, we never saw him any more, and, of course, all he really wanted was a shilling.
f10_script4_ipadflat_office1_0009	There are a certain number of riverside roughs who make quite an income, during the summer, by slouching about the banks and blackmailing weakminded noodles in this way.
f10_script4_ipadflat_office1_0010	They represent themselves as sent by the proprietor.
f10_script4_ipadflat_office1_0011	The proper course to pursue is to offer your name and address, and leave the owner, if he really has anything to do with the matter, to summon you, and prove what damage you have done to his land by sitting down on a bit of it.
f10_script4_ipadflat_office1_0012	But the majority of people are so intensely lazy and timid, that they prefer to encourage the imposition by giving in to it rather than put an end to it by the exertion of a little firmness.
f8_script5_ipad_confroom2_0000	Captain Nemo stood up.
f8_script5_ipad_confroom2_0002	Contrived at the rear of the dining room, a double door opened, and I entered a room whose dimensions equaled the one I had just left.
f8_script5_ipad_confroom2_0004	Tall, black–rosewood bookcases, inlaid with copperwork, held on their wide shelves a large number of uniformly bound books.
f8_script5_ipad_confroom2_0005	These furnishings followed the contours of the room, their lower parts leading to huge couches upholstered in maroon leather and curved for maximum comfort.
f8_script5_ipad_confroom2_0006	Light, movable reading stands, which could be pushed away or pulled near as desired, allowed books to be positioned on them for easy study.
f8_script5_ipad_confroom2_0007	In the center stood a huge table covered with pamphlets, among which some newspapers, long out of date, were visible.
f8_script5_ipad_confroom2_0008	Electric light flooded this whole harmonious totality, falling from four frosted half globes set in the scrollwork of the ceiling.
f8_script5_ipad_confroom2_0009	I stared in genuine wonderment at this room so ingeniously laid out, and I couldn't believe my eyes.
f8_script5_ipad_confroom2_0010	"Captain Nemo," I told my host, who had just stretched out on a couch, "this is a library that would do credit to more than one continental palace, and I truly marvel to think it can go with you into the deepest seas."
f8_script5_ipad_confroom2_0011	"Where could one find greater silence or solitude, professor?"
f8_script5_ipad_confroom2_0013	"Did your study at the museum afford you such a perfect retreat?"
f8_script5_ipad_confroom2_0014	"No, sir, and I might add that it's quite a humble one next to yours.
f8_script5_ipad_confroom2_0015	You own 6,000 or 7,000 volumes here … " "12,000, Professor Aronnax.
f8_script5_ipad_confroom2_0016	They're my sole remaining ties with dry land.
f8_script5_ipad_confroom2_0017	But I was done with the shore the day my Nautilus submerged for the first time under the waters.
f8_script5_ipad_confroom2_0018	That day I purchased my last volumes, my last pamphlets, my last newspapers, and ever since I've chosen to believe that humanity no longer thinks or writes.
f8_script5_ipad_confroom2_0019	In any event, professor, these books are at your disposal, and you may use them freely."
f8_script5_ipad_confroom2_0020	I thanked Captain Nemo and approached the shelves of this library.
f8_script5_ipad_confroom2_0021	Written in every language, books on science, ethics, and literature were there in abundance, but I didn't see a single work on economics—they seemed to be strictly banned on board.
f8_script5_ipad_confroom2_0022	One odd detail: all these books were shelved indiscriminately without regard to the language in which they were written, and this jumble proved that the Nautilus's captain could read fluently whatever volumes he chanced to pick up.
m5_script1_ipad_bedroom1_0000	The appearance of the island when I came on deck next morning was altogether changed.
m5_script1_ipad_bedroom1_0001	Although the breeze had now utterly ceased, we had made a great deal of way during the night and were now lying becalmed about half a mile to the south-east of the low eastern coast.
m5_script1_ipad_bedroom1_0002	Grey-coloured woods covered a large part of the surface.
m5_script1_ipad_bedroom1_0003	This even tint was indeed broken up by streaks of yellow sand-break in the lower lands, and by many tall trees of the pine family, out-topping the others—some singly, some in clumps; but the general colouring was uniform and sad.
m5_script1_ipad_bedroom1_0004	The hills ran up clear above the vegetation in spires of naked rock.
m5_script1_ipad_bedroom1_0005	All were strangely shaped, and the Spyglass, which was by three or four hundred feet the tallest on the island, was likewise the strangest in configuration, running up sheer from almost every side and then suddenly cut off at the top like a pedestal to put a statue on.
m5_script1_ipad_bedroom1_0006	The Hispaniola was rolling scuppers under in the ocean swell.
m5_script1_ipad_bedroom1_0007	The booms were tearing at the blocks, the rudder was banging to and fro, and the whole ship creaking, groaning, and jumping like a manufactory.
m5_script1_ipad_bedroom1_0008	I had to cling tight to the backstay, and the world turned giddily before my eyes, for though I was a good enough sailor when there was way on, this standing still and being rolled about like a bottle was a thing I never learned to stand without a qualm or so, above all in the morning, on an empty stomach.
m5_script1_ipad_bedroom1_0009	Perhaps it was this—perhaps it was the look of the island, with its grey, melancholy woods, and wild stone spires, and the surf that we could both see and hear foaming and thundering on the steep beach—at least, although the sun shone bright and hot, and the shore birds were fishing and crying all around us, and you would have thought anyone would have been glad to get to land after being so long at sea, my heart sank, as the saying is, into my boots; and from the first look onward, I hated the very thought of Treasure Island.
m5_script1_ipad_bedroom1_0010	We had a dreary morning's work before us, for there was no sign of any wind, and the boats had to be got out and manned, and the ship warped three or four miles round the corner of the island and up the narrow passage to the haven behind Skeleton Island.
m5_script1_ipad_bedroom1_0011	I volunteered for one of the boats, where I had, of course, no business.
m5_script1_ipad_bedroom1_0012	The heat was sweltering, and the men grumbled fiercely over their work.
m5_script1_ipad_bedroom1_0013	Anderson was in command of my boat, and instead of keeping the crew in order, he grumbled as loud as the worst.
m5_script1_ipad_bedroom1_0014	"Well," he said with an oath, "it's not forever."
m5_script1_ipad_bedroom1_0015	I thought this was a very bad sign, for up to that day the men had gone briskly and willingly about their business; but the very sight of the island had relaxed the cords of discipline.
m5_script4_ipad_bedroom1_0000	We stopped under the willows by Kempton Park, and lunched.
m5_script4_ipad_bedroom1_0001	It is a pretty little spot there: a pleasant grass plateau, running along by the water's edge, and overhung by willows.
m5_script4_ipad_bedroom1_0002	We had just commenced the third course - the bread and jam - when a gentleman in shirt-sleeves and a short pipe came along, and wanted to know if we knew that we were trespassing.
m5_script4_ipad_bedroom1_0003	We said we hadn't given the matter sufficient consideration as yet to enable us to arrive at a definite conclusion on that point, but that, if he assured us on his word as a gentleman that we WERE trespassing, we would, without further hesitation, believe it.
m5_script4_ipad_bedroom1_0004	He gave us the required assurance, and we thanked him, but he still hung about, and seemed to be dissatisfied, so we asked him if there was anything further that we could do for him; and Harris, who is of a chummy disposition, offered him a bit of bread and jam.
m5_script4_ipad_bedroom1_0005	I fancy he must have belonged to some society sworn to abstain from bread and jam; for he declined it quite gruffly, as if he were vexed at being tempted with it, and he added that it was his duty to turn us off.
m5_script4_ipad_bedroom1_0006	Harris said that if it was a duty it ought to be done, and asked the man what was his idea with regard to the best means for accomplishing it.
m5_script4_ipad_bedroom1_0007	Harris is what you would call a well-made man of about number one size, and looks hard and bony, and the man measured him up and down, and said he would go and consult his master, and then come back and chuck us both into the river.
m5_script4_ipad_bedroom1_0008	Of course, we never saw him any more, and, of course, all he really wanted was a shilling.
m5_script4_ipad_bedroom1_0009	There are a certain number of riverside roughs who make quite an income, during the summer, by slouching about the banks and blackmailing weakminded noodles in this way.
m5_script4_ipad_bedroom1_0010	They represent themselves as sent by the proprietor.
m5_script4_ipad_bedroom1_0011	The proper course to pursue is to offer your name and address, and leave the owner, if he really has anything to do with the matter, to summon you, and prove what damage you have done to his land by sitting down on a bit of it.
m5_script4_ipad_bedroom1_0012	But the majority of people are so intensely lazy and timid, that they prefer to encourage the imposition by giving in to it rather than put an end to it by the exertion of a little firmness.
f9_script5_ipad_confroom2_0000	Captain Nemo stood up.
f9_script5_ipad_confroom2_0002	Contrived at the rear of the dining room, a double door opened, and I entered a room whose dimensions equaled the one I had just left.
f9_script5_ipad_confroom2_0004	Tall, black–rosewood bookcases, inlaid with copperwork, held on their wide shelves a large number of uniformly bound books.
f9_script5_ipad_confroom2_0005	These furnishings followed the contours of the room, their lower parts leading to huge couches upholstered in maroon leather and curved for maximum comfort.
f9_script5_ipad_confroom2_0006	Light, movable reading stands, which could be pushed away or pulled near as desired, allowed books to be positioned on them for easy study.
f9_script5_ipad_confroom2_0007	In the center stood a huge table covered with pamphlets, among which some newspapers, long out of date, were visible.
f9_script5_ipad_confroom2_0008	Electric light flooded this whole harmonious totality, falling from four frosted half globes set in the scrollwork of the ceiling.
f9_script5_ipad_confroom2_0009	I stared in genuine wonderment at this room so ingeniously laid out, and I couldn't believe my eyes.
f9_script5_ipad_confroom2_0010	"Captain Nemo," I told my host, who had just stretched out on a couch, "this is a library that would do credit to more than one continental palace, and I truly marvel to think it can go with you into the deepest seas."
f9_script5_ipad_confroom2_0011	"Where could one find greater silence or solitude, professor?"
f9_script5_ipad_confroom2_0013	"Did your study at the museum afford you such a perfect retreat?"
f9_script5_ipad_confroom2_0014	"No, sir, and I might add that it's quite a humble one next to yours.
f9_script5_ipad_confroom2_0015	You own 6,000 or 7,000 volumes here … " "12,000, Professor Aronnax.
f9_script5_ipad_confroom2_0016	They're my sole remaining ties with dry land.
f9_script5_ipad_confroom2_0017	But I was done with the shore the day my Nautilus submerged for the first time under the waters.
f9_script5_ipad_confroom2_0018	That day I purchased my last volumes, my last pamphlets, my last newspapers, and ever since I've chosen to believe that humanity no longer thinks or writes.
f9_script5_ipad_confroom2_0019	In any event, professor, these books are at your disposal, and you may use them freely."
f9_script5_ipad_confroom2_0020	I thanked Captain Nemo and approached the shelves of this library.
f9_script5_ipad_confroom2_0021	Written in every language, books on science, ethics, and literature were there in abundance, but I didn't see a single work on economics—they seemed to be strictly banned on board.
f9_script5_ipad_confroom2_0022	One odd detail: all these books were shelved indiscriminately without regard to the language in which they were written, and this jumble proved that the Nautilus's captain could read fluently whatever volumes he chanced to pick up.
m9_script3_cleanraw_0000	Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, “and what is the use of a book,” thought Alice, “without pictures or conversation?” So she was considering, in her own mind, whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her.
m9_script3_cleanraw_0001	There was nothing so very remarkable in that; nor did Alice think it so very much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself “Oh dear!
m9_script3_cleanraw_0003	I shall be too late!”; but when the Rabbit actually took a watch out of its waistcoat-pocket, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch to take out of it, and, burning with curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under the hedge.
m9_script3_cleanraw_0004	In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how in the world she was to get out again.
m9_script3_cleanraw_0005	The rabbit-hole went straight on like a tunnel for some way, and then dipped suddenly down, so suddenly that Alice had not a moment to think about stopping herself before she found herself falling down what seemed to be a very deep well.
m9_script3_cleanraw_0006	Either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly, for she had plenty of time as she went down to look about her, and to wonder what was going to happen next.
m9_script3_cleanraw_0007	First, she tried to look down and make out what she was coming to, but it was too dark to see anything: then she looked at the sides of the well, and noticed that they were filled with cupboards and bookshelves: here and there she saw maps and pictures hung upon pegs.
m9_script3_cleanraw_0008	She took down a jar from one of the shelves as she passed: it was labelled “ORANGE MARMALADE,” but to her great disappointment it was empty: she did not like to drop the jar, for fear of killing somebody underneath, so managed to put it into one of the cupboards as she fell past it.
m9_script3_cleanraw_0010	“After such a fall as this, I shall think nothing of tumbling down-stairs!
m9_script3_cleanraw_0011	How brave they’ll all think me at home!
m9_script3_cleanraw_0012	Why, I wouldn’t say anything about it, even if I fell off the top of the house!” Down, down, down.
m9_script3_cleanraw_0014	“I wonder how many miles I’ve fallen by this time?” she said aloud.
m9_script3_cleanraw_0015	“I must be getting somewhere near the centre of the earth.
m9_script3_cleanraw_0016	Let me see: that would be four thousand miles down, I think—yes, that’s about the right distance—but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I’ve got to?”
f10_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0000	Buck did not read the newspapers, or he would have known that trouble was brewing, not alone for himself, but for every tide- water dog, strong of muscle and with warm, long hair, from Puget Sound to San Diego.
f10_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0001	Because men, groping in the Arctic darkness, had found a yellow metal, and because steamship and transportation companies were booming the find, thousands of men were rushing into the Northland.
f10_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0002	These men wanted dogs, and the dogs they wanted were heavy dogs, with strong muscles by which to toil, and furry coats to protect them from the frost.
f10_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0003	Buck lived at a big house in the sun-kissed Santa Clara Valley.
f10_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0004	Judge Miller's place, it was called.
f10_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0005	It stood back from the road, half hidden among the trees, through which glimpses could be caught of the wide cool veranda that ran around its four sides.
f10_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0006	The house was approached by gravelled driveways which wound about through wide-spreading lawns and under the interlacing boughs of tall poplars.
f10_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0007	At the rear things were on even a more spacious scale than at the front.
f10_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0008	There were great stables, where a dozen grooms and boys held forth, rows of vine-clad servants' cottages, an endless and orderly array of outhouses, long grape arbors, green pastures, orchards, and berry patches.
f10_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0009	Then there was the pumping plant for the artesian well, and the big cement tank where Judge Miller's boys took their morning plunge and kept cool in the hot afternoon.
f10_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0010	And over this great demesne Buck ruled.
f10_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0011	Here he was born, and here he had lived the four years of his life.
f10_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0012	It was true, there were other dogs, There could not but be other dogs on so vast a place, but they did not count.
f10_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0013	They came and went, resided in the populous kennels, or lived obscurely in the recesses of the house after the fashion of Toots, the Japanese pug, or Ysabel, the Mexican hairless,—strange creatures that rarely put nose out of doors or set foot to ground.
f10_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0014	On the other hand, there were the fox terriers, a score of them at least, who yelped fearful promises at Toots and Ysabel looking out of the windows at them and protected by a legion of housemaids armed with brooms and mops.
f10_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0015	But Buck was neither house-dog nor kennel-dog.
f10_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0017	He plunged into the swimming tank or went hunting with the Judge's sons; he escorted Mollie and Alice, the Judge's daughters, on long twilight or early morning rambles; on wintry nights he lay at the Judge's feet before the roaring library fire; he carried the Judge's grandsons on his back, or rolled them in the grass, and guarded their footsteps through wild adventures down to the fountain in the stable yard, and even beyond, where the paddocks were, and the berry patches.
f10_script2_ipad_bedroom1_0018	Among the terriers he stalked imperiously, and Toots and Ysabel he utterly ignored, for he was king,—king over all creeping, crawling, flying things of Judge Miller's place, humans included.
m8_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0000	Captain Nemo stood up.
m8_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0002	Contrived at the rear of the dining room, a double door opened, and I entered a room whose dimensions equaled the one I had just left.
m8_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0004	Tall, black–rosewood bookcases, inlaid with copperwork, held on their wide shelves a large number of uniformly bound books.
m8_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0005	These furnishings followed the contours of the room, their lower parts leading to huge couches upholstered in maroon leather and curved for maximum comfort.
m8_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0006	Light, movable reading stands, which could be pushed away or pulled near as desired, allowed books to be positioned on them for easy study.
m8_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0007	In the center stood a huge table covered with pamphlets, among which some newspapers, long out of date, were visible.
m8_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0008	Electric light flooded this whole harmonious totality, falling from four frosted half globes set in the scrollwork of the ceiling.
m8_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0009	I stared in genuine wonderment at this room so ingeniously laid out, and I couldn't believe my eyes.
m8_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0010	"Captain Nemo," I told my host, who had just stretched out on a couch, "this is a library that would do credit to more than one continental palace, and I truly marvel to think it can go with you into the deepest seas."
m8_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0011	"Where could one find greater silence or solitude, professor?"
m8_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0013	"Did your study at the museum afford you such a perfect retreat?"
m8_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0014	"No, sir, and I might add that it's quite a humble one next to yours.
m8_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0015	You own 6,000 or 7,000 volumes here … " "12,000, Professor Aronnax.
m8_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0016	They're my sole remaining ties with dry land.
m8_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0017	But I was done with the shore the day my Nautilus submerged for the first time under the waters.
m8_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0018	That day I purchased my last volumes, my last pamphlets, my last newspapers, and ever since I've chosen to believe that humanity no longer thinks or writes.
m8_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0019	In any event, professor, these books are at your disposal, and you may use them freely."
m8_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0020	I thanked Captain Nemo and approached the shelves of this library.
m8_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0021	Written in every language, books on science, ethics, and literature were there in abundance, but I didn't see a single work on economics—they seemed to be strictly banned on board.
m8_script5_ipad_bedroom1_0022	One odd detail: all these books were shelved indiscriminately without regard to the language in which they were written, and this jumble proved that the Nautilus's captain could read fluently whatever volumes he chanced to pick up.
f5_script1_iphone_bedroom1_0000	The appearance of the island when I came on deck next morning was altogether changed.
f5_script1_iphone_bedroom1_0001	Although the breeze had now utterly ceased, we had made a great deal of way during the night and were now lying becalmed about half a mile to the south-east of the low eastern coast.
f5_script1_iphone_bedroom1_0002	Grey-coloured woods covered a large part of the surface.
f5_script1_iphone_bedroom1_0003	This even tint was indeed broken up by streaks of yellow sand-break in the lower lands, and by many tall trees of the pine family, out-topping the others—some singly, some in clumps; but the general colouring was uniform and sad.
f5_script1_iphone_bedroom1_0004	The hills ran up clear above the vegetation in spires of naked rock.
f5_script1_iphone_bedroom1_0005	All were strangely shaped, and the Spyglass, which was by three or four hundred feet the tallest on the island, was likewise the strangest in configuration, running up sheer from almost every side and then suddenly cut off at the top like a pedestal to put a statue on.
f5_script1_iphone_bedroom1_0006	The Hispaniola was rolling scuppers under in the ocean swell.
f5_script1_iphone_bedroom1_0007	The booms were tearing at the blocks, the rudder was banging to and fro, and the whole ship creaking, groaning, and jumping like a manufactory.
f5_script1_iphone_bedroom1_0008	I had to cling tight to the backstay, and the world turned giddily before my eyes, for though I was a good enough sailor when there was way on, this standing still and being rolled about like a bottle was a thing I never learned to stand without a qualm or so, above all in the morning, on an empty stomach.