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I

must

add

that

,

during

the

night

,

the

phosphorescent

waters

of

the

Gulf

Stream

rivalled

the

electric

power

of

our

watch-light

,

especially

in

the

stormy

weather

that

threatened

us

so

frequently

.

May

8th

,

we

were

still

crossing

Cape

Hatteras

,

at

the

height

of

the

North

Caroline

.

The

width

of

the

Gulf

Stream

there

is

seventy-five

miles

,

and

its

depth

210

yards

.

The

Nautilus

still

went

at

random

;

all

supervision

seemed

abandoned

.

I

thought

that

,

under

these

circumstances

,

escape

would

be

possible

.

Indeed

,

the

inhabited

shores

offered

anywhere

an

easy

refuge

.

The

sea

was

incessantly

ploughed

by

the

steamers

that

ply

between

New

York

or

Boston

and

the

Gulf

of

Mexico

,

and

overrun

day

and

night

by

the

little

schooners

coasting

about

the

several

parts

of

the

American

coast

.

We

could

hope

to

be

picked

up

.

It

was

a

favourable

opportunity

,

notwithstanding

the

thirty

miles

that

separated

the

Nautilus

from

the

coasts

of

the

Union

.

One

unfortunate

circumstance

thwarted

the

Canadian

's

plans

.

The

weather

was

very

bad

.

We

were

nearing

those

shores

where

tempests

are

so

frequent

,

that

country

of

waterspouts

and

cyclones

actually

engendered

by

the

current

of

the

Gulf

Stream

.

To

tempt

the

sea

in

a

frail

boat

was

certain

destruction

.

Ned

Land

owned

this

himself

.

He

fretted

,

seized

with

nostalgia

that

flight

only

could

cure

.

"

Master

,

"

he

said

that

day

to

me

,

"

this

must

come

to

an

end

.

I

must

make

a

clean

breast

of

it

.

This

Nemo

is

leaving

land

and

going

up

to

the

north

.

But

I

declare

to

you

that

I

have

had

enough

of

the

South

Pole

,

and

I

will

not

follow

him

to

the

North

.

"

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"

What

is

to

be

done

,

Ned

,

since

flight

is

impracticable

just

now

?

"

"

We

must

speak

to

the

Captain

,

"

said

he

;

"

you

said

nothing

when

we

were

in

your

native

seas

.

I

will

speak

,

now

we

are

in

mine

.

When

I

think

that

before

long

the

Nautilus

will

be

by

Nova

Scotia

,

and

that

there

near

New

foundland

is

a

large

bay

,

and

into

that

bay

the

St.

Lawrence

empties

itself

,

and

that

the

St.

Lawrence

is

my

river

,

the

river

by

Quebec

,

my

native

town

--

when

I

think

of

this

,

I

feel

furious

,

it

makes

my

hair

stand

on

end

.

Sir

,

I

would

rather

throw

myself

into

the

sea

!

I

will

not

stay

here

!

I

am

stifled

!

"

The

Canadian

was

evidently

losing

all

patience

.

His

vigorous

nature

could

not

stand

this

prolonged

imprisonment

.

His

face

altered

daily

;

his

temper

became

more

surly

.

I

knew

what

he

must

suffer

,

for

I

was

seized

with

home-sickness

myself

.

Nearly

seven

months

had

passed

without

our

having

had

any

news

from

land

;

Captain

Nemo

's

isolation

,

his

altered

spirits

,

especially

since

the

fight

with

the

poulps

,

his

taciturnity

,

all

made

me

view

things

in

a

different

light

.

"

Well

,

sir

?

"

said

Ned

,

seeing

I

did

not

reply

.

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"

Well

,

Ned

,

do

you

wish

me

to

ask

Captain

Nemo

his

intentions

concerning

us

?

"

"

Yes

,

sir

.

"

"

Although

he

has

already

made

them

known

?

"

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