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"
Farewell
!
"
said
Peterkin
,
coming
up
to
us
with
a
look
of
deep
but
pretended
solemnity
,
while
he
shook
hands
and
kissed
each
of
us
on
the
cheek
--
"
farewell
!
And
while
you
are
gone
I
shall
repose
my
weary
limbs
under
the
shelter
of
this
bush
,
and
meditate
on
the
changefulness
of
all
things
earthly
,
with
special
reference
to
the
forsaken
condition
of
a
poor
shipwrecked
sailor-boy
!
"
So
saying
,
Peterkin
waved
his
hand
,
turned
from
us
,
and
cast
himself
upon
the
ground
with
a
look
of
melancholy
resignation
,
which
was
so
well
feigned
that
I
would
have
thought
it
genuine
had
he
not
accompanied
it
with
a
gentle
wink
.
We
both
laughed
,
and
springing
from
the
rocks
together
,
plunged
head
first
into
the
sea
.
We
gained
the
interior
of
the
submarine
cave
without
difficulty
,
and
on
emerging
from
the
waves
,
supported
ourselves
for
some
time
by
treading
water
,
while
we
held
the
two
bundles
above
our
heads
.
This
we
did
in
order
to
let
our
eyes
become
accustomed
to
the
obscurity
.
Then
,
when
we
could
see
sufficiently
,
we
swam
to
a
shelving
rock
,
and
landed
in
safety
.
Having
wrung
the
water
from
our
trousers
,
and
dried
ourselves
as
well
as
we
could
under
the
circumstances
,
we
proceeded
to
ignite
the
torch
.
This
we
accomplished
without
difficulty
in
a
few
minutes
;
and
no
sooner
did
it
flare
up
than
we
were
struck
dumb
with
the
wonderful
objects
that
were
revealed
to
our
gaze
.
The
roof
of
the
cavern
just
above
us
seemed
to
be
about
ten
feet
high
,
but
grew
higher
as
it
receded
into
the
distance
until
it
was
lost
in
darkness
.
It
seemed
to
be
made
of
coral
,
and
was
supported
by
massive
columns
of
the
same
material
.
Immense
icicles
(
as
they
appeared
to
us
)
hung
from
it
in
various
places
.
These
,
however
,
were
formed
,
not
of
ice
,
but
of
a
species
of
limestone
,
which
seemed
to
flow
in
a
liquid
form
towards
the
point
of
each
,
where
it
became
solid
.
A
good
many
drops
fell
,
however
,
to
the
rock
below
,
and
these
formed
little
cones
,
which
rose
to
meet
the
points
above
.
Some
of
them
had
already
met
,
and
thus
we
saw
how
the
pillars
were
formed
,
which
at
first
seemed
to
us
as
if
they
had
been
placed
there
by
some
human
architect
to
support
the
roof
.
As
we
advanced
farther
in
we
saw
that
the
floor
was
composed
of
the
same
material
as
the
pillars
,
and
it
presented
the
curious
appearance
of
ripples
such
as
are
formed
on
water
when
gently
ruffled
by
the
wind
.
There
were
several
openings
on
either
hand
in
the
walls
that
seemed
to
lead
into
other
caverns
,
but
these
we
did
not
explore
at
this
time
.
We
also
observed
that
the
ceiling
was
curiously
marked
in
many
places
,
as
if
it
were
the
fretwork
of
a
noble
cathedral
;
and
the
walls
,
as
well
as
the
roof
,
sparkled
in
the
light
of
our
torch
,
and
threw
back
gleams
and
flashes
as
if
they
were
covered
with
precious
stones
.
Although
we
proceeded
far
into
this
cavern
,
we
did
not
come
to
the
end
of
it
;
and
we
were
obliged
to
return
more
speedily
than
we
would
otherwise
have
done
,
as
our
torch
was
nearly
expended
.
We
did
not
observe
any
openings
in
the
roof
,
or
any
indications
of
places
whereby
light
might
enter
;
but
near
the
entrance
to
the
cavern
stood
an
immense
mass
of
pure-white
coral
rock
,
which
caught
and
threw
back
the
little
light
that
found
an
entrance
through
the
cave
's
mouth
,
and
thus
produced
,
we
conjectured
,
the
pale-green
object
which
had
first
attracted
our
attention
.
We
concluded
,
also
,
that
the
reflecting
power
of
this
rock
was
that
which
gave
forth
the
dim
light
that
faintly
illumined
the
first
part
of
the
cave
.
Before
diving
through
the
passage
again
we
extinguished
the
small
piece
of
our
torch
that
remained
,
and
left
it
in
a
dry
spot
--
conceiving
that
we
might
possibly
stand
in
need
of
it
if
,
at
any
future
time
,
we
should
chance
to
wet
our
torch
while
diving
into
the
cavern
.
As
we
stood
for
a
few
minutes
after
it
was
out
,
waiting
till
our
eyes
became
accustomed
to
the
gloom
,
we
could
not
help
remarking
the
deep
,
intense
stillness
and
the
unutterable
gloom
of
all
around
us
;
and
as
I
thought
of
the
stupendous
dome
above
,
and
the
countless
gems
that
had
sparkled
in
the
torchlight
a
few
minutes
before
,
it
came
into
my
mind
to
consider
how
strange
it
is
that
God
should
make
such
wonderful
and
exquisitely
beautiful
works
never
to
be
seen
at
all
--
except
,
indeed
,
by
chance
visitors
such
as
ourselves
I
afterwards
found
that
there
were
many
such
caverns
among
the
islands
of
the
South
Seas
,
some
of
them
larger
and
more
beautiful
than
the
one
I
have
just
described
.
"
Now
,
Ralph
,
are
you
ready
?
"
said
Jack
in
a
low
voice
,
that
seemed
to
echo
up
into
the
dome
above
.
"
Quite
ready
.
"
"
Come
along
,
then
,
"
said
he
;
and
plunging
off
the
ledge
of
the
rock
into
the
water
,
we
dived
through
the
narrow
entrance
.
In
a
few
seconds
we
were
panting
on
the
rocks
above
,
and
receiving
the
congratulations
of
our
friend
Peterkin
.
It
was
quite
a
relief
to
us
to
breathe
the
pure
air
and
to
enjoy
the
glad
sunshine
after
our
long
ramble
in
the
Diamond
Cave
,
as
we
named
it
;
for
although
we
did
not
stay
more
than
half-an-hour
away
,
it
seemed
to
us
much
longer
.
While
we
were
dressing
,
and
during
our
walk
home
,
we
did
our
best
to
satisfy
the
curiosity
of
poor
Peterkin
,
who
seemed
to
regret
,
with
lively
sincerity
,
his
inability
to
dive
.
