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I

wanted

to

see

the

saloon

for

the

last

time

.

I

descended

the

stairs

and

arrived

in

the

museum

,

where

I

had

passed

so

many

useful

and

agreeable

hours

.

I

looked

at

all

its

riches

,

all

its

treasures

,

like

a

man

on

the

eve

of

an

eternal

exile

,

who

was

leaving

never

to

return

.

These

wonders

of

Nature

,

these

masterpieces

of

art

,

amongst

which

for

so

many

days

my

life

had

been

concentrated

,

I

was

going

to

abandon

them

for

ever

!

I

should

like

to

have

taken

a

last

look

through

the

windows

of

the

saloon

into

the

waters

of

the

Atlantic

:

but

the

panels

were

hermetically

closed

,

and

a

cloak

of

steel

separated

me

from

that

ocean

which

I

had

not

yet

explored

.

In

passing

through

the

saloon

,

I

came

near

the

door

let

into

the

angle

which

opened

into

the

Captain

's

room

.

To

my

great

surprise

,

this

door

was

ajar

.

I

drew

back

involuntarily

.

If

Captain

Nemo

should

be

in

his

room

,

he

could

see

me

.

But

,

hearing

no

sound

,

I

drew

nearer

.

The

room

was

deserted

.

I

pushed

open

the

door

and

took

some

steps

forward

.

Still

the

same

monklike

severity

of

aspect

.

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Suddenly

the

clock

struck

eight

.

The

first

beat

of

the

hammer

on

the

bell

awoke

me

from

my

dreams

.

I

trembled

as

if

an

invisible

eye

had

plunged

into

my

most

secret

thoughts

,

and

I

hurried

from

the

room

.

There

my

eye

fell

upon

the

compass

.

Our

course

was

still

north

.

The

log

indicated

moderate

speed

,

the

manometer

a

depth

of

about

sixty

feet

.

I

returned

to

my

room

,

clothed

myself

warmly

--

sea

boots

,

an

otterskin

cap

,

a

great

coat

of

byssus

,

lined

with

sealskin

;

I

was

ready

,

I

was

waiting

.

The

vibration

of

the

screw

alone

broke

the

deep

silence

which

reigned

on

board

.

I

listened

attentively

.

Would

no

loud

voice

suddenly

inform

me

that

Ned

Land

had

been

surprised

in

his

projected

flight

.

A

mortal

dread

hung

over

me

,

and

I

vainly

tried

to

regain

my

accustomed

coolness

.

At

a

few

minutes

to

nine

,

I

put

my

ear

to

the

Captain

's

door

.

No

noise

.

I

left

my

room

and

returned

to

the

saloon

,

which

was

half

in

obscurity

,

but

deserted

.

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I

opened

the

door

communicating

with

the

library

.

The

same

insufficient

light

,

the

same

solitude

.

I

placed

myself

near

the

door

leading

to

the

central

staircase

,

and

there

waited

for

Ned

Land

's

signal

.

At

that

moment

the

trembling

of

the

screw

sensibly

diminished

,

then

it

stopped

entirely

.

The

silence

was

now

only

disturbed

by

the

beatings

of

my

own

heart

.

Suddenly

a

slight

shock

was

felt

;

and

I

knew

that

the

Nautilus

had

stopped

at

the

bottom

of

the

ocean

.

My

uneasiness

increased

.

The

Canadian

's

signal

did

not

come

.

I

felt

inclined

to

join

Ned

Land

and

beg

of

him

to

put

off

his

attempt

.

I

felt

that

we

were

not

sailing

under

our

usual

conditions

.

At

this

moment

the

door

of

the

large

saloon

opened

,

and

Captain

Nemo

appeared

.

He

saw

me

,

and

without

further

preamble

began

in

an

amiable

tone

of

voice

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