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The
next
day
,
10th
of
November
,
the
same
desertion
,
the
same
solitude
.
I
did
not
see
one
of
the
ship
's
crew
:
Ned
and
Conseil
spent
the
greater
part
of
the
day
with
me
.
They
were
astonished
at
the
puzzling
absence
of
the
Captain
.
Was
this
singular
man
ill
?
--
had
he
altered
his
intentions
with
regard
to
us
?
After
all
,
as
Conseil
said
,
we
enjoyed
perfect
liberty
,
we
were
delicately
and
abundantly
fed
.
Our
host
kept
to
his
terms
of
the
treaty
.
We
could
not
complain
,
and
,
indeed
,
the
singularity
of
our
fate
reserved
such
wonderful
compensation
for
us
that
we
had
no
right
to
accuse
it
as
yet
.
That
day
I
commenced
the
journal
of
these
adventures
which
has
enabled
me
to
relate
them
with
more
scrupulous
exactitude
and
minute
detail
.
11th
November
,
early
in
the
morning
.
The
fresh
air
spreading
over
the
interior
of
the
Nautilus
told
me
that
we
had
come
to
the
surface
of
the
ocean
to
renew
our
supply
of
oxygen
.
I
directed
my
steps
to
the
central
staircase
,
and
mounted
the
platform
.
It
was
six
o’clock
,
the
weather
was
cloudy
,
the
sea
grey
,
but
calm
.
Scarcely
a
billow
.
Captain
Nemo
,
whom
I
hoped
to
meet
,
would
he
be
there
?
I
saw
no
one
but
the
steersman
imprisoned
in
his
glass
cage
.
Seated
upon
the
projection
formed
by
the
hull
of
the
pinnace
,
I
inhaled
the
salt
breeze
with
delight
.
By
degrees
the
fog
disappeared
under
the
action
of
the
sun
's
rays
,
the
radiant
orb
rose
from
behind
the
eastern
horizon
.
The
sea
flamed
under
its
glance
like
a
train
of
gunpowder
.
The
clouds
scattered
in
the
heights
were
coloured
with
lively
tints
of
beautiful
shades
,
and
numerous
"
mare
's
tails
,
"
which
betokened
wind
for
that
day
.
But
what
was
wind
to
this
Nautilus
,
which
tempests
could
not
frighten
!
I
was
admiring
this
joyous
rising
of
the
sun
,
so
gay
,
and
so
life-giving
,
when
I
heard
steps
approaching
the
platform
.
I
was
prepared
to
salute
Captain
Nemo
,
but
it
was
his
second
-LRB-
whom
I
had
already
seen
on
the
Captain
's
first
visit
-RRB-
who
appeared
.
He
advanced
on
the
platform
,
not
seeming
to
see
me
.
With
his
powerful
glass
to
his
eye
,
he
scanned
every
point
of
the
horizon
with
great
attention
.
This
examination
over
,
he
approached
the
panel
and
pronounced
a
sentence
in
exactly
these
terms
.
I
have
remembered
it
,
for
every
morning
it
was
repeated
under
exactly
the
same
conditions
.
It
was
thus
worded
:
"
Nautron
respoc
lorni
virch
.
"
What
it
meant
I
could
not
say
.
These
words
pronounced
,
the
second
descended
.
I
thought
that
the
Nautilus
was
about
to
return
to
its
submarine
navigation
.
I
regained
the
panel
and
returned
to
my
chamber
.
