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"
Then
please
to
follow
me
.
"
"
And
my
companions
,
Captain
?
"
"
They
have
been
told
and
are
waiting
.
"
"
Are
we
not
to
put
on
our
diver
's
dresses
?
"
asked
I.
"
Not
yet
.
I
have
not
allowed
the
Nautilus
to
come
too
near
this
coast
,
and
we
are
some
distance
from
the
Manaar
Bank
;
but
the
boat
is
ready
,
and
will
take
us
to
the
exact
point
of
disembarking
,
which
will
save
us
a
long
way
.
It
carries
our
diving
apparatus
,
which
we
will
put
on
when
we
begin
our
submarine
journey
.
"
Captain
Nemo
conducted
me
to
the
central
staircase
,
which
led
on
the
platform
.
Ned
and
Conseil
were
already
there
,
delighted
at
the
idea
of
the
"
pleasure
party
"
which
was
preparing
.
Five
sailors
from
the
Nautilus
,
with
their
oars
,
waited
in
the
boat
,
which
had
been
made
fast
against
the
side
.
The
night
was
still
dark
.
Layers
of
clouds
covered
the
sky
,
allowing
but
few
stars
to
be
seen
.
I
looked
on
the
side
where
the
land
lay
,
and
saw
nothing
but
a
dark
line
enclosing
three
parts
of
the
horizon
,
from
south-west
to
north
west
.
The
Nautilus
,
having
returned
during
the
night
up
the
western
coast
of
Ceylon
,
was
now
west
of
the
bay
,
or
rather
gulf
,
formed
by
the
mainland
and
the
Island
of
Manaar
.
There
,
under
the
dark
waters
,
stretched
the
pintadine
bank
,
an
inexhaustible
field
of
pearls
,
the
length
of
which
is
more
than
twenty
miles
.
Captain
Nemo
,
Ned
Land
,
Conseil
,
and
I
took
our
places
in
the
stern
of
the
boat
.
The
master
went
to
the
tiller
;
his
four
companions
leaned
on
their
oars
,
the
painter
was
cast
off
,
and
we
sheered
off
.
The
boat
went
towards
the
south
;
the
oarsmen
did
not
hurry
.
I
noticed
that
their
strokes
,
strong
in
the
water
,
only
followed
each
other
every
ten
seconds
,
according
to
the
method
generally
adopted
in
the
navy
.
Whilst
the
craft
was
running
by
its
own
velocity
,
the
liquid
drops
struck
the
dark
depths
of
the
waves
crisply
like
spats
of
melted
lead
.
A
little
billow
,
spreading
wide
,
gave
a
slight
roll
to
the
boat
,
and
some
samphire
reeds
flapped
before
it
.
