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"
Six
hundred
and
twenty-five
!
"
repeated
Ned
.
"
But
remember
that
all
of
us
,
passengers
,
sailors
,
and
officers
included
,
would
not
form
a
tenth
part
of
that
number
.
"
"
Still
too
many
for
three
men
,
"
murmured
Conseil
.
The
Canadian
shook
his
head
,
passed
his
hand
across
his
forehead
,
and
left
the
room
without
answering
.
"
Will
you
allow
me
to
make
one
observation
,
sir
?
"
said
Conseil
.
"
Poor
Ned
is
longing
for
everything
that
he
can
not
have
.
His
past
life
is
always
present
to
him
;
everything
that
we
are
forbidden
he
regrets
.
His
head
is
full
of
old
recollections
.
And
we
must
understand
him
.
What
has
he
to
do
here
?
Nothing
;
he
is
not
learned
like
you
,
sir
;
and
has
not
the
same
taste
for
the
beauties
of
the
sea
that
we
have
.
He
would
risk
everything
to
be
able
to
go
once
more
into
a
tavern
in
his
own
country
.
"
Certainly
the
monotony
on
board
must
seem
intolerable
to
the
Canadian
,
accustomed
as
he
was
to
a
life
of
liberty
and
activity
.
Events
were
rare
which
could
rouse
him
to
any
show
of
spirit
;
but
that
day
an
event
did
happen
which
recalled
the
bright
days
of
the
harpooner
.
About
eleven
in
the
morning
,
being
on
the
surface
of
the
ocean
,
the
Nautilus
fell
in
with
a
troop
of
whales
--
an
encounter
which
did
not
astonish
me
,
knowing
that
these
creatures
,
hunted
to
death
,
had
taken
refuge
in
high
latitudes
.
We
were
seated
on
the
platform
,
with
a
quiet
sea
.
The
month
of
October
in
those
latitudes
gave
us
some
lovely
autumnal
days
.
It
was
the
Canadian
--
he
could
not
be
mistaken
--
who
signalled
a
whale
on
the
eastern
horizon
.
Looking
attentively
,
one
might
see
its
black
back
rise
and
fall
with
the
waves
five
miles
from
the
Nautilus
.
"
Ah
!
"
exclaimed
Ned
Land
,
"
if
I
was
on
board
a
whaler
,
now
such
a
meeting
would
give
me
pleasure
.
It
is
one
of
large
size
.
See
with
what
strength
its
blow-holes
throw
up
columns
of
air
an
steam
!
Confound
it
,
why
am
I
bound
to
these
steel
plates
?
"
"
What
,
Ned
,
"
said
I
,
"
you
have
not
forgotten
your
old
ideas
of
fishing
?
"
"
Can
a
whale-fisher
ever
forget
his
old
trade
,
sir
?
Can
he
ever
tire
of
the
emotions
caused
by
such
a
chase
?
"
