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For
some
moments
I
still
watched
the
dying
man
,
whose
life
ebbed
slowly
.
His
pallor
increased
under
the
electric
light
that
was
shed
over
his
death-bed
.
I
looked
at
his
intelligent
forehead
,
furrowed
with
premature
wrinkles
,
produced
probably
by
misfortune
and
sorrow
.
I
tried
to
learn
the
secret
of
his
life
from
the
last
words
that
escaped
his
lips
.
"
You
can
go
now
,
M.
Aronnax
,
"
said
the
Captain
.
I
left
him
in
the
dying
man
's
cabin
,
and
returned
to
my
room
much
affected
by
this
scene
.
During
the
whole
day
,
I
was
haunted
by
uncomfortable
suspicions
,
and
at
night
I
slept
badly
,
and
between
my
broken
dreams
I
fancied
I
heard
distant
sighs
like
the
notes
of
a
funeral
psalm
.
Were
they
the
prayers
of
the
dead
,
murmured
in
that
language
that
I
could
not
understand
?
The
next
morning
I
went
on
to
the
bridge
.
Captain
Nemo
was
there
before
me
.
As
soon
as
he
perceived
me
he
came
to
me
.
"
Professor
,
will
it
be
convenient
to
you
to
make
a
submarine
excursion
to-day
?
"
"
With
my
companions
?
"
I
asked
.
"
If
they
like
.
"
"
We
obey
your
orders
,
Captain
.
"
"
Will
you
be
so
good
then
as
to
put
on
your
cork
jackets
?
"
It
was
not
a
question
of
dead
or
dying
.
I
rejoined
Ned
Land
and
Conseil
,
and
told
them
of
Captain
Nemo
's
proposition
.
Conseil
hastened
to
accept
it
,
and
this
time
the
Canadian
seemed
quite
willing
to
follow
our
example
.
