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"
I
do
not
know
;
but
,
whatever
it
is
,
it
will
be
sunk
before
night
.
In
any
case
,
it
is
better
to
perish
with
it
,
than
be
made
accomplices
in
a
retaliation
the
justice
of
which
we
can
not
judge
.
"
"
That
is
my
opinion
too
,
"
said
Ned
Land
,
coolly
.
"
Let
us
wait
for
night
.
"
Night
arrived
.
Deep
silence
reigned
on
board
.
The
compass
showed
that
the
Nautilus
had
not
altered
its
course
.
It
was
on
the
surface
,
rolling
slightly
.
My
companions
and
I
resolved
to
fly
when
the
vessel
should
be
near
enough
either
to
hear
us
or
to
see
us
;
for
the
moon
,
which
would
be
full
in
two
or
three
days
,
shone
brightly
.
Once
on
board
the
ship
,
if
we
could
not
prevent
the
blow
which
threatened
it
,
we
could
,
at
least
we
would
,
do
all
that
circumstances
would
allow
.
Several
times
I
thought
the
Nautilus
was
preparing
for
attack
;
but
Captain
Nemo
contented
himself
with
allowing
his
adversary
to
approach
,
and
then
fled
once
more
before
it
.
Part
of
the
night
passed
without
any
incident
.
We
watched
the
opportunity
for
action
.
We
spoke
little
,
for
we
were
too
much
moved
.
Ned
Land
would
have
thrown
himself
into
the
sea
,
but
I
forced
him
to
wait
.
According
to
my
idea
,
the
Nautilus
would
attack
the
ship
at
her
waterline
,
and
then
it
would
not
only
be
possible
,
but
easy
to
fly
.
At
three
in
the
morning
,
full
of
uneasiness
,
I
mounted
the
platform
.
Captain
Nemo
had
not
left
it
.
He
was
standing
at
the
fore
part
near
his
flag
,
which
a
slight
breeze
displayed
above
his
head
.
He
did
not
take
his
eyes
from
the
vessel
.
The
intensity
of
his
look
seemed
to
attract
,
and
fascinate
,
and
draw
it
onward
more
surely
than
if
he
had
been
towing
it
.
The
moon
was
then
passing
the
meridian
.
Jupiter
was
rising
in
the
east
.
Amid
this
peaceful
scene
of
nature
,
sky
and
ocean
rivalled
each
other
in
tranquillity
,
the
sea
offering
to
the
orbs
of
night
the
finest
mirror
they
could
ever
have
in
which
to
reflect
their
image
.
As
I
thought
of
the
deep
calm
of
these
elements
,
compared
with
all
those
passions
brooding
imperceptibly
within
the
Nautilus
,
I
shuddered
.
The
vessel
was
within
two
miles
of
us
.
It
was
ever
nearing
that
phosphorescent
light
which
showed
the
presence
of
the
Nautilus
.
I
could
see
its
green
and
red
lights
,
and
its
white
lantern
hanging
from
the
large
foremast
.
An
indistinct
vibration
quivered
through
its
rigging
,
showing
that
the
furnaces
were
heated
to
the
uttermost
.
Sheaves
of
sparks
and
red
ashes
flew
from
the
funnels
,
shining
in
the
atmosphere
like
stars
.
I
remained
thus
until
six
in
the
morning
,
without
Captain
Nemo
noticing
me
.
The
ship
stood
about
a
mile
and
a
half
from
us
,
and
with
the
first
dawn
of
day
the
firing
began
afresh
.
The
moment
could
not
be
far
off
when
,
the
Nautilus
attacking
its
adversary
,
my
companions
and
myself
should
for
ever
leave
this
man
.
I
was
preparing
to
go
down
to
remind
them
,
when
the
second
mounted
the
platform
,
accompanied
by
several
sailors
.
Captain
Nemo
either
did
not
or
would
not
see
them
.
Some
steps
were
taken
which
might
be
called
the
signal
for
action
.
They
were
very
simple
.
The
iron
balustrade
around
the
platform
was
lowered
,
and
the
lantern
and
pilot
cages
were
pushed
within
the
shell
until
they
were
flush
with
the
deck
.
The
long
surface
of
the
steel
cigar
no
longer
offered
a
single
point
to
check
its
manoeuvres
.
I
returned
to
the
saloon
.
The
Nautilus
still
floated
;
some
streaks
of
light
were
filtering
through
the
liquid
beds
.
With
the
undulations
of
the
waves
the
windows
were
brightened
by
the
red
streaks
of
the
rising
sun
,
and
this
dreadful
day
of
the
2nd
of
June
had
dawned
.
At
five
o’clock
,
the
log
showed
that
the
speed
of
the
Nautilus
was
slackening
,
and
I
knew
that
it
was
allowing
them
to
draw
nearer
.
Besides
,
the
reports
were
heard
more
distinctly
,
and
the
projectiles
,
labouring
through
the
ambient
water
,
were
extinguished
with
a
strange
hissing
noise
.
"
My
friends
,
"
said
I
,
"
the
moment
is
come
.
One
grasp
of
the
hand
,
and
may
God
protect
us
!
"
Ned
Land
was
resolute
,
Conseil
calm
,
myself
so
nervous
that
I
knew
not
how
to
contain
myself
.
We
all
passed
into
the
library
;
but
the
moment
I
pushed
the
door
opening
on
to
the
central
staircase
,
I
heard
the
upper
panel
close
sharply
.
The
Canadian
rushed
on
to
the
stairs
,
but
I
stopped
him
.
A
well-known
hissing
noise
told
me
that
the
water
was
running
into
the
reservoirs
,
and
in
a
few
minutes
the
Nautilus
was
some
yards
beneath
the
surface
of
the
waves
.
I
understood
the
manoeuvre
.
It
was
too
late
to
act
.
The
Nautilus
did
not
wish
to
strike
at
the
impenetrable
cuirass
,
but
below
the
water-line
,
where
the
metallic
covering
no
longer
protected
it
.
