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It
was
eight
o’clock
in
the
morning
.
At
half-past
eight
we
were
equipped
for
this
new
excursion
,
and
provided
with
two
contrivances
for
light
and
breathing
.
The
double
door
was
open
;
and
,
accompanied
by
Captain
Nemo
,
who
was
followed
by
a
dozen
of
the
crew
,
we
set
foot
,
at
a
depth
of
about
thirty
feet
,
on
the
solid
bottom
on
which
the
Nautilus
rested
.
A
slight
declivity
ended
in
an
uneven
bottom
,
at
fifteen
fathoms
depth
.
This
bottom
differed
entirely
from
the
one
I
had
visited
on
my
first
excursion
under
the
waters
of
the
Pacific
Ocean
.
Here
,
there
was
no
fine
sand
,
no
submarine
prairies
,
no
sea-forest
.
I
immediately
recognised
that
marvellous
region
in
which
,
on
that
day
,
the
Captain
did
the
honours
to
us
.
It
was
the
coral
kingdom
.
The
light
produced
a
thousand
charming
varieties
,
playing
in
the
midst
of
the
branches
that
were
so
vividly
coloured
.
I
seemed
to
see
the
membraneous
and
cylindrical
tubes
tremble
beneath
the
undulation
of
the
waters
.
I
was
tempted
to
gather
their
fresh
petals
,
ornamented
with
delicate
tentacles
,
some
just
blown
,
the
others
budding
,
while
a
small
fish
,
swimming
swiftly
,
touched
them
slightly
,
like
flights
of
birds
.
But
if
my
hand
approached
these
living
flowers
,
these
animated
,
sensitive
plants
,
the
whole
colony
took
alarm
.
The
white
petals
re-entered
their
red
cases
,
the
flowers
faded
as
I
looked
,
and
the
bush
changed
into
a
block
of
stony
knobs
.
Chance
had
thrown
me
just
by
the
most
precious
specimens
of
the
zoophyte
.
This
coral
was
more
valuable
than
that
found
in
the
Mediterranean
,
on
the
coasts
of
France
,
Italy
and
Barbary
.
Its
tints
justified
the
poetical
names
of
"
Flower
of
Blood
,
"
and
"
Froth
of
Blood
,
"
that
trade
has
given
to
its
most
beautiful
productions
.
Coral
is
sold
for
L20
per
ounce
;
and
in
this
place
the
watery
beds
would
make
the
fortunes
of
a
company
of
coral-divers
.
This
precious
matter
,
often
confused
with
other
polypi
,
formed
then
the
inextricable
plots
called
"
macciota
,
"
and
on
which
I
noticed
several
beautiful
specimens
of
pink
coral
.
Real
petrified
thickets
,
long
joints
of
fantastic
architecture
,
were
disclosed
before
us
.
Captain
Nemo
placed
himself
under
a
dark
gallery
,
where
by
a
slight
declivity
we
reached
a
depth
of
a
hundred
yards
.
The
light
from
our
lamps
produced
sometimes
magical
effects
,
following
the
rough
outlines
of
the
natural
arches
and
pendants
disposed
like
lustres
,
that
were
tipped
with
points
of
fire
.
At
last
,
after
walking
two
hours
,
we
had
attained
a
depth
of
about
three
hundred
yards
,
that
is
to
say
,
the
extreme
limit
on
which
coral
begins
to
form
.
But
there
was
no
isolated
bush
,
nor
modest
brushwood
,
at
the
bottom
of
lofty
trees
.
It
was
an
immense
forest
of
large
mineral
vegetations
,
enormous
petrified
trees
,
united
by
garlands
of
elegant
sea-bindweed
,
all
adorned
with
clouds
and
reflections
.
We
passed
freely
under
their
high
branches
,
lost
in
the
shade
of
the
waves
.
Captain
Nemo
had
stopped
.
I
and
my
companions
halted
,
and
,
turning
round
,
I
saw
his
men
were
forming
a
semi-circle
round
their
chief
.
Watching
attentively
,
I
observed
that
four
of
them
carried
on
their
shoulders
an
object
of
an
oblong
shape
.
We
occupied
,
in
this
place
,
the
centre
of
a
vast
glade
surrounded
by
the
lofty
foliage
of
the
submarine
forest
.
Our
lamps
threw
over
this
place
a
sort
of
clear
twilight
that
singularly
elongated
the
shadows
on
the
ground
.
At
the
end
of
the
glade
the
darkness
increased
,
and
was
only
relieved
by
little
sparks
reflected
by
the
points
of
coral
.
Ned
Land
and
Conseil
were
near
me
.
We
watched
,
and
I
thought
I
was
going
to
witness
a
strange
scene
.
On
observing
the
ground
,
I
saw
that
it
was
raised
in
certain
places
by
slight
excrescences
encrusted
with
limy
deposits
,
and
disposed
with
a
regularity
that
betrayed
the
hand
of
man
.
