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"
Ah
!
"
thought
I
to
myself
,
"
I
understand
the
life
of
this
man
;
he
has
made
a
world
apart
for
himself
,
in
which
he
treasures
all
his
greatest
wonders
.
"
For
two
whole
hours
an
aquatic
army
escorted
the
Nautilus
.
During
their
games
,
their
bounds
,
while
rivalling
each
other
in
beauty
,
brightness
,
and
velocity
,
I
distinguished
the
green
labre
;
the
banded
mullet
,
marked
by
a
double
line
of
black
;
the
round-tailed
goby
,
of
a
white
colour
,
with
violet
spots
on
the
back
;
the
Japanese
scombrus
,
a
beautiful
mackerel
of
these
seas
,
with
a
blue
body
and
silvery
head
;
the
brilliant
azurors
,
whose
name
alone
defies
description
;
some
banded
spares
,
with
variegated
fins
of
blue
and
yellow
;
the
woodcocks
of
the
seas
,
some
specimens
of
which
attain
a
yard
in
length
;
Japanese
salamanders
,
spider
lampreys
,
serpents
six
feet
long
,
with
eyes
small
and
lively
,
and
a
huge
mouth
bristling
with
teeth
;
with
many
other
species
.
Our
imagination
was
kept
at
its
height
,
interjections
followed
quickly
on
each
other
.
Ned
named
the
fish
,
and
Conseil
classed
them
.
I
was
in
ecstasies
with
the
vivacity
of
their
movements
and
the
beauty
of
their
forms
.
Never
had
it
been
given
to
me
to
surprise
these
animals
,
alive
and
at
liberty
,
in
their
natural
element
.
I
will
not
mention
all
the
varieties
which
passed
before
my
dazzled
eyes
,
all
the
collection
of
the
seas
of
China
and
Japan
.
These
fish
,
more
numerous
than
the
birds
of
the
air
,
came
,
attracted
,
no
doubt
,
by
the
brilliant
focus
of
the
electric
light
.
Suddenly
there
was
daylight
in
the
saloon
,
the
iron
panels
closed
again
,
and
the
enchanting
vision
disappeared
.
But
for
a
long
time
I
dreamt
on
,
till
my
eyes
fell
on
the
instruments
hanging
on
the
partition
.
The
compass
still
showed
the
course
to
be
E.
N.
E.
,
the
manometer
indicated
a
pressure
of
five
atmospheres
,
equivalent
to
a
depth
of
twenty
five
fathoms
,
and
the
electric
log
gave
a
speed
of
fifteen
miles
an
hour
.
I
expected
Captain
Nemo
,
but
he
did
not
appear
.
The
clock
marked
the
hour
of
five
.
Ned
Land
and
Conseil
returned
to
their
cabin
,
and
I
retired
to
my
chamber
.
My
dinner
was
ready
.
It
was
composed
of
turtle
soup
made
of
the
most
delicate
hawks
bills
,
of
a
surmullet
served
with
puff
paste
-LRB-
the
liver
of
which
,
prepared
by
itself
,
was
most
delicious
-RRB-
,
and
fillets
of
the
emperor-holocanthus
,
the
savour
of
which
seemed
to
me
superior
even
to
salmon
.
I
passed
the
evening
reading
,
writing
,
and
thinking
.
Then
sleep
overpowered
me
,
and
I
stretched
myself
on
my
couch
of
zostera
,
and
slept
profoundly
,
whilst
the
Nautilus
was
gliding
rapidly
through
the
current
of
the
Black
River
.
The
next
day
was
the
9th
of
November
.
I
awoke
after
a
long
sleep
of
twelve
hours
.
Conseil
came
,
according
to
custom
,
to
know
"
how
I
passed
the
night
,
"
and
to
offer
his
services
.
He
had
left
his
friend
the
Canadian
sleeping
like
a
man
who
had
never
done
anything
else
all
his
life
.
I
let
the
worthy
fellow
chatter
as
he
pleased
,
without
caring
to
answer
him
.
I
was
preoccupied
by
the
absence
of
the
Captain
during
our
sitting
of
the
day
before
,
and
hoping
to
see
him
to-day
.
As
soon
as
I
was
dressed
I
went
into
the
saloon
.
It
was
deserted
.
I
plunged
into
the
study
of
the
shell
treasures
hidden
behind
the
glasses
.
The
whole
day
passed
without
my
being
honoured
by
a
visit
from
Captain
Nemo
.
The
panels
of
the
saloon
did
not
open
.
Perhaps
they
did
not
wish
us
to
tire
of
these
beautiful
things
.
The
course
of
the
Nautilus
was
E.
N.
E.
,
her
speed
twelve
knots
,
the
depth
below
the
surface
between
twenty-five
and
thirty
fathoms
.
