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Cylinder, hydraulic press, _363_; steam, _49_. Danes, 382. Dead point, 47. De Brouwer stoker, 401. Detector in Chubb lock, 435. Diving-bell, _332_; simple, _333_, _334_. Diving-dress, 335. Direction of current on the trees which grow out of the vehicle. "I go immediately up there. I must say she.